"I can read minds," Hana suddenly said, which earned her a raised brow from Damon.
"I know that already," he said, but the new girl shook her head. "I wasn't talking to you..."
Damon looked down toward Nyla, whose face quickly grew flustered. He had no idea what she was thinking, but it certainly was something to render her quiet once she found out Hana had heard it.
The trio couldn't leave for the next fifteen minutes as Nyla excused herself to fetch something important back inside her room.
The first stretch of the wait was quiet, until Hana broke the silence.
"You're not what I expected," she said.
Damon didn't look at her. "What did you expect?"
"I don't know. Everyone talks about you like..." she stopped herself, catching the edge of something she hadn't meant to share.
Damon turned toward her, raising a brow.
Hana's gaze escaped his eyes.
