Ethan stood on a balcony, still within the Arcorys manor, staring out over the courtyard below.
At a random point, Percival suddenly stepped in behind him. "You're still here?"
"Your father banned me from leaving, remember?" Ethan said, turning over to him.
Percival scoffed. "You know you can always leave."
Ethan nodded, then turned back to face the courtyard. Percival walked over and stood beside him.
There was silence for a moment before Ethan finally broke it. "I take it you're not pissed anymore?"
Percival scratched the back of his head awkwardly. "Nah, I got tired already." He laughed.
Ethan laughed dryly and shook his head.
Percival continued, in a tone a slightly different tone. "You should've told me a lot earlier about you and Isabella. Would've stung, but I'd be happy for you, man."
Ethan sighed. "That was my bad, man. And I would apologize again, but I already did that once. I'm not doing that again."
