Damon lowered himself back into his seat with unhurried ease, his posture settling once again into that same relaxed sprawl as Eric leaned in beside him, while just to his side, Mira remained standing awkwardly, her head lowered and her fingers fidgeting restlessly as though unsure where to place herself, her entire presence caught between hesitation and obligation.
Damon glanced up at her briefly, his gaze steady but unreadable as his thoughts moved beneath the surface.
With a weakling like Eric… and someone overly innocent and timid like her… I won't have to watch my back every second…
The conclusion came naturally.
Efficient and practical.
"You don't have to worry about anything, Miss Mira," he said calmly, his tone softer than before, carrying a deliberate reassurance, "I apologize for what I had to do to get you into my party."
Mira looked up at him, clearly taken aback, her expression shifting into mild surprise as she struggled to process his words.
