Ethan stared at the screen, the images of Astron and Irina still there, frozen as if mocking his attempts to make sense of them. The more he thought about it, the more surreal it felt.
"Astron…" he muttered, shaking his head. "He's always been a mystery. Closed off. He doesn't let people in easily. I've tried more times than I can count, and even now, I feel like I'm only scratching the surface."
Jane nodded, her expression thoughtful. "He doesn't seem like the kind of person who opens up. I've seen him around, and… well, he's not exactly approachable."
Ethan chuckled softly, though there was no humor in it. "That's putting it lightly. He's like a fortress. It took a lot of effort just to get him to acknowledge me as more than a passing acquaintance. And Irina?" He leaned back, rubbing his temples. "Getting close to him with her fiery personality? That would be almost impossible."