Deception and proposition

"I'm telling you, it's a bit too drastic to talk about it right now." Shaking his head, Layn refused to divulge into the details of what he did. With the information already at hand, there was no greater meaning in sharing the method the archmage used to obtain in.

"Are you trying to hold secrets from me? Are you sure you are capable of it?" Snuggling up to the man's arm, Irea giggled lightly. "You should know that it will never work!"

If someone were to look at the two of them, it would be impossible to tell that they just participated in a battle.

All the marks that the only attack that actually reached Layn left on his clothes were now gone as if his outfit magically regenerated after the fight. Even his bruises were nowhere to be seen as if some kind of miracle cleared them out from the picture of his face and body.