Rey stood in the training field's center, Sephyr's question hanging between them like a blade poised to strike.
"What are you hiding?"
His mind raced through options with speed his enhanced capabilities made effortless.
He could deny everything, maintain the innocent confusion his Eru persona demanded.
He could deflect with partial truths that satisfied curiosity without revealing dangerous information.
He could—
No.
Rey's strategic calculation crystallized around uncomfortable recognition.
'There's no doubt about it now…'
Sephyr had been assigned to monitor him. The Angels suspected something despite detecting no abnormalities.
Continued evasion would only deepen their suspicion and trigger more invasive investigation.
But a carefully crafted confession could transform this liability into an asset.
