Somehow, the sight of Arcturus smiling so openly brought a frown to Zephyrion's face. He suddenly recalled the strange impression he'd gotten at the end of their battle, when the prince had asked him that bizarre question.
'There's definitely something wrong with this guy.'
"Huh? What's with the long face?" Pushing himself off the tree, Arcturus approached with an excited glint in his eyes. "Come on, man! This is fucking great news!"
The prince appeared entirely unfazed by the pressure oozing off Zephyrion. In fact, it seemed to be the very source of his excitement. His entire body was faintly trembling, as though he could barely contain himself.
Zephyrion regarded him silently for several seconds, while Lumi glanced between the two, her brows gradually drawing together.
Eventually, Arcturus opened his mouth to speak.
"I—"
"No."
Arcturus blinked, tilting his head. "…the fuck? I haven't even said anything yet."
