Thinking of this, Caleb didn't go upstairs but simply turned around and sat down on the sofa, stretching all his limbs. "Do you care about me? Why don't you join me for a bath, Mrs. Mamet? That way, even if I fall, there's nothing to worry about."
Xaviera: "..."
This man must be daydreaming.
Caleb didn't mind her silence and reached out to pick up a cigarette from the table. Before he could light it, Xaviera approached: "Let me light it for you?"
Caleb paused with the cigarette in hand, then tossed the lighter to Xaviera and said leisurely, "Alright."
Xaviera took the lighter, but she found a big problem as Caleb was leaning on the sofa with his long legs stretched out, taking up a lot of space. The cigarette was in his mouth, and he looked different and rather unapproachable.