~Aaron's POV
"Continue," I said quietly, and they nodded again, going back to work, but this time with a bit more energy, because now they knew they were almost done.
I stayed with them until the very last piece was folded.
At some point, it stopped feeling like a chore and started feeling like something… calmer. Something steady. I watched them closely, correcting them when they rushed too much and nodding when they got it right.
"Fold it again," I said to Hanith at some point, picking up the shirt he had just dropped into the wardrobe. "This one is not neat."
He groaned softly but took it back. "I did it well," he argued.
"You did it fast," I corrected him. "Not well."
Jasmine laughed at him. "You always rush."
"I don't rush," he replied quickly.
"You do," she insisted.
"Focus," I cut in gently, though I was smiling a little. "Both of you."
