"Why didn't you come to the store?" Ryan shouted as they flew, albeit only a few feet off the ground. "And how come you're not wearing the same clothes?" He asked, flinging the hair that kept blowing into his face aside.
In the library, Zoey was wearing a pair of ripped jeans and a loose pink t-shirt. They had been covered in dirt after she was thrown out of the casino. 'I don't believe you suddenly went home to change.'
"When I was hopping to the campus store, I saw someone eating ice cream. Obviously, I had to learn where they got it," Zoey said, using her energy to project her voice directly into Ryan's ears as she stood behind him.
Since he couldn't project his voice like her, at least without giving away the fact that he was a cultivator, Ryan shouted, "That literally explains nothing!"
"Then you obviously don't know how much bunnies love ice cream," She said, rolling her eyes.
'Maybe this girl isn't the right one.'