Liam broke the silence first.
He turned slightly toward Tatiana, his expression still calm but now more focused, like he was finally putting the pieces in place in front of everyone.
"You should tell Irina what you can do."
Tatiana blinked.
For a moment she just stared at him like she had misheard.
"What I can do?" she repeated slowly. "I have no idea what you're talking about."
Liam smiled faintly and shook his head.
"You know exactly what I mean."
That only made it worse.
Tatiana frowned harder, glancing at Irina as if silently asking for help. Irina, however, looked even more confused than she did. Her arms were still crossed, her expression unreadable, but her eyes were clearly shifting between the two of them like she was trying to figure out if this was some private conversation she had accidentally walked into or if Liam had simply lost his mind mid-sentence.
For a second, it genuinely felt like he might be drunk.
