This time, being so embarrassed in front of a man, was absolutely the first.
Phoebe took off her coat and draped it over her shoulders.
Fifteen quickly slipped her arms into the sleeves of his suit and fastened it tightly.
"Thank you."
Phoebe slightly squinted her pink eyes, gazing at her face.
"You won, a bet is a bet. What do you want me to do?"
His eyes were clear and inscrutable, she couldn't discern what was on his mind.
After the initial panic, Fifteen had already calmed down. Even the light was gone; there was no reason to give up halfway.
"I remember you said the Cezanne painting was on the boat, is it this boat?"
"That's right."
"I'd like to take a look, is it okay?"
Cezanne's painting?!
Phoebe's pink pupils slightly contracted, "Just like that?"
"Just like that!" Fifteen replied with a smile.
Of course, after she saw it, she still had to take it away and also get his iris data. She wouldn't tell him about those future plans.
"Okay, I agree."
