Nero turned around, his brows raised in surprise.
Behind him was Aisha. She wore a rather strange expression of discomfort on her face, alongside a furious blush.
"H-how can I help you, Aisha?"
He had no idea what she wanted from him.
He subtlety glanced around and found that no one else seemed to be paying attention to them.
Obed was busy sharpening his weapon, the same with Garrick.
Meanwhile, Geor lay beside the fire, clearly asleep.
'Does she need something from me?'
Aisha pursed her lips,
"I... I need your help."
She slowly leaned in closer.
Nero's eyes widened, but he chose not to withdraw.
She whispered something in his ears.
His expression changed a bit.
He couldn't help his chuckle once she was done.
Aisha grimaced, "Don't laugh. It's not funny."
Nero shook his head,
"No, no. I'm not laughing at you. Sure, I'll go with you."
Nero slowly rose to his feet.
He glanced up again.
Garrick glanced in their direction once, but didn't seem bothered.
