Faelyn said nothing.
Refused to give him the satisfaction.
"I can SENSE bonds," Velryn continued cheerfully, mood shifting instantly back to manic energy. "Not like, my OWN bond—that honor belongs to Karvesh, my delightful alpha mate. But I can sense when OTHER people's bonds are active. Pulling. Screaming."
He leaned forward, purple eyes gleaming.
"Yours are SCREAMING. Like, really LOUD screaming—Waaaaah... WAAAAAAAAH. It's actually kind of beautiful in a tragic, doomed romance sort of way."
[Don't engage. Don't give him anything.]
But Faelyn needed INFORMATION.
Needed to confirm what she'd figured out.
Needed to know what Roshan and Nyx were walking into.
"Where are they?" she asked, voice carefully neutral.
Velryn's grin widened.
"OH! She SPEAKS! And she wants to know about her brave chiefs coming to rescue her! How ROMANTIC!"
He bounced slightly, clearly delighted by her engagement.
