'Am I dreaming?'
He was still dreaming, right?
Helios couldn't be here.
He was still busy cleaning up the horde, and how would he know right away that Ezra moved to—
"Can I come in?"
Helios spoke again, his voice calm and familiar, making Ezra flinch before he could stop himself.
It wasn't a dream.
As much as he wanted to force himself to believe that it was, it wasn't.
Ezra immediately glances toward the bed, toward Lior, who had somehow fallen asleep again after all the excitement earlier.
That alone was a relief.
Because Ezra wasn't ready.
He wasn't ready to talk to Helios.
Not now.
Not after yesterday.
Just yesterday, he had the biggest realization of his life, had to rethink everything he knew about Helios, everything he believed about him, and now suddenly—
He was just there.
Standing outside his door.
In the most suspicious way possible.
And Ezra had to just…pretend?
Pretend he didn't know anything?
Pretend he wasn't questioning every single thing now?
