Descending the dim hallway that led to the most distant area of the castle, Sasha and Pavel found themselves with severe distinctive interests. Pavel followed Sasha, who appeared very engaged and aware, with a face devoid of interest.
"Do you even sense anything?" He questioned with his arms folded across his chest.
Sasha stopped walking, letting out a long sigh and balling her fists. While she was attempting to focus, her brother—who wasn't even trying to be interested in any of it—was acting as though she had pulled him along.
"You are free to return. Not that I requested a bodyguard." She mumbled and turned to give him a disapproving glance.
Pavel bit his lip and his eyes twitched. "Since when did you become so impolite to me?"