The silence was long and tense. Both stared at each other as though trying to see through the very core of one another.
Zephyrion wasn't quite sure what to say. Ingrid, though his sister, wasn't someone he was used to talking to.
Understanding her thoughts in childhood had been easy, but now things were different. Seven years of absence, she had lived an entirely separate life.
He no longer understood how she thought, or what exactly went through her mind. But, it was something he needed to know. Ingrid held significant influence within the house and could very likely become an enemy in the near future.
'Let's find out.'
Rule two. Listen more than you speak. Words reveal far more about a person than silence ever will.
As the silence stretched, Ingrid eventually released a quiet breath.
"Hey."
"…Hey."
Her eyes drifted toward the insignia fixed on his chest before she gave a small nod of approval.
"So… you actually won."
"So it seems."
