"Guess I couldn't hide this from you after all."
The lighting in the fire escape was a bit dim, though Ryan wasn't sure if it was just his imagination. To him, Mia's eyes seemed to carry a mysterious glint, something hard to put into words.
Mia and Alice had a lot in common—like their scarily sharp intuition.
But the difference was, when Alice figured something out, she wouldn't say it right away. She'd keep it to herself, waiting for the right moment to drop the bomb.
Mia, on the other hand, was still a kid in that sense. The second she thought of something, she had to confront you about it—like now, where she immediately came to face Ryan as soon as she had a hunch.
"So, what's your goal here? Why are you doing this?"
"From your perspective, wouldn't it be better to get this over with as quickly as possible?"
Mia huffed in annoyance when Ryan admitted it so easily, but she didn't react much beyond that.