After refusing to answer any of the questions the black suits had for her, the A Rank suddenly moved. Before Ethan could even process what was happening, she rushed forward and grabbed his arm.
She held him tightly, like she was afraid he might disappear if she let go.
Ethan blinked, glancing down at her hand wrapped around his sleeve.
"Uh?"
He looked at her, and she looked back innocently.
'I guess she likes me now...'
He almost laughed.
'It must be my good looks,' he joked to himself, though with his long, messy black hair and scruffy stubble that had grown over the past month, that was unlikely.
What he didn't, and couldn't possibly, know was that the thing inside her had taken a deep, twisted interest in him. And the dangerous promise of its power if she stayed by his side was one she planned to make the most of.
Ethan, blissfully unaware of all that, simply shrugged internally.
'Not that I'm complaining.'
