Kapitel 22: Chapter 22

“Because I do,” Blaze smiled. “Because I’ve seen all kinds of things over the years, and I know that—”

Arik cut him off with a snort. “Oh, the drama you must have seen in the, what, twenty-five or so years you’ve been alive?” He tilted his head and made a duck face of annoyance. “Seriously. Not to get off topic or anything but…”

Blaze spread his fingers towards the cart that held their dinner and scooped both wine glasses off it. He held them up, cradling both bowls in his palm, stems dangling, and nodded at the bottle of wine before answering, “I’m older than I look.”

“Oh? Do tell,” Arik prompted. He poured a couple of inches in each glass with all the care due of a Bordeaux over a carpet somebody else owned.

“Yep, when you’re done talking.” Blaze grinned at the look Arik shot him over the glasses. “Have you seen these kinds of things before?”

“Not with that kind of intensity, no,” Arik admitted.