Andrey let out a quiet breath of relief as he watched Sarah walk beside Lisa, chatting about something. Her voice was normal, her posture relaxed. The cold tension from last night had melted away, replaced by something that looked almost like the old Sarah.
'Seems like Lisa managed to convince her,' he thought, his shoulders loosening.
As if sensing his gaze, Sarah glanced over her shoulder. Their eyes met for a brief moment. Then she huffed, turning her head away with a slight pout, her pace quickening just enough to put a few extra inches between them.
Andrey blinked, then sighed internally. 'Well... maybe not entirely convinced. Still a little something left to fix.'
He adjusted his glasses and quickened his own pace to catch up, falling into step beside them as they approached the Association headquarters.
Lisa clutched her bag straps, her expression nervous. "I'm a little worried about the written test. I hope it's not too hard..."
