Obviously if Amael was there.
Nyrel Loyster was there as well.
He looked exactly as I remembered myself after Ephera's intervention, his posture poised, his green eyes locked onto mine with clear lack of emotions.
I was familiar with that gaze.
Thanks to Ephera, I finally was able to meet people's gazes directly again, breaking the habit of avoidance. However, the deep-seated distrust I had accumulated after facing betrayals and countless traps was still painfully visible in these green eyes.
Amael chuckled suddenly. "Why aren't you saying anything, Nyr? I thought you were only awkward around girls."
His jab felt like a direct hit. I groaned, feeling targeted as much should Nyrel there.