Reva didn't even look at Arlen.
She stayed where she was, one hand resting on the edge of the transport, eyes fixed on Rin instead. Her gaze flicked back once, quick and sharp, then returned to him.
"Who's she?" Reva asked.
Rin opened his mouth, then paused.
Before he could answer, Lyra stepped closer to Arlen. Too close. She tilted her head slightly, nostrils flaring as she took a slow breath, eyes narrowing with recognition instead of suspicion.
"You smell like him," Lyra said.
The words landed heavy.
Arlen stiffened, instinctively, not stepping back but not leaning in either. Rin let out a quiet curse.
Reva's face changed immediately.
She straightened, eyes back on Arlen now, measuring her properly this time. Viola noticed it and scoffed before Reva could speak.
"Oh come on," Viola said dryly. "There is no way Xavier was busy fucking someone while we were stranded, broke, and getting hunted across Jupiter."
Arlen's jaw tightened. "I—"
