Bab 540: The Same Coin

"You're worried about her eating?" Fyren asked, a hint of amusement in his voice. Instead of dismissing it as childish, though, he fixed his eyes on me. I squirmed under his gaze, ducking my head, my tail swishing self-consciously. Why did he look like he was agreeing with her?

"What?" I asked, cringing further as they all looked at me.

Fyren rubbed his chin, a playful glint in his eye. "That's actually a good point," he said thoughtfully. "I seem to remember her skipping meals a little too frequently, always getting distracted with a new spell or something."

I flinched, and both Elise's and R'lissea's eyes bored into me. They hadn't been with me long enough to notice such a pattern, but all three of us were aware that on the day we'd developed Requiem, I had missed breakfast and lunch, only eating dinner at R'lissea's insistence.

"It was a coincidence," I mumbled, my tail curling around my leg.