"I… uh… thank you," she murmured under her breath, her voice soft with uncertainty as she noticed he had already stored his number in her phone.
He said nothing in response, simply continuing to eat as though the moment held no weight.
Charlotte glanced down again and realized something else every single one of her contacts had been restored on the device. A quiet shock settled in her chest.
He was being… far too kind.
Questions pressed at her mind, one after the other, but she swallowed them all. The atmosphere between them was calm, fragile in its peace, and she didn't dare shatter it. Not now. Not when things had only just begun to ease.
Slowly, she reminded herself. One step at a time.
"I want to train," she said softly.
His gaze lifted, sliding back to her face.
"Okay."
Her mouth fell open slightly.
Wait
"Okay?" she echoed, her voice rising in pitch with disbelief.
He blinked at her, the picture of innocence, as though he hadn't just surprised her.
