Chapter 93: Victoria Frost
Elias stared at Liora's favorability sitting at fifty-nine percent and went completely silent.
System Theta, after a beat, asked cautiously, [Host… does this count as her having fallen for you?]
"No," Elias said flatly. "But it proves one thing, at least. My understanding of the favorability scale is accurate."
Sixty percent meant love.
Clean, exact, absolute.
What Elias had not expected, not even a little, was that Liora's control over her own emotions could be this precise. She had planted herself exactly on the edge of liking him and stopped there with almost mechanical discipline, as though the whole of her body had already gone over the cliff, yet she was somehow holding herself in place by a single finger.
Did she have a system too, or did he?
He let out a small, dissatisfied hum.
Still resisting.
As if liking him would cost her anything tangible. It was not like she would lose a limb over it.
