"Where were you last night, Griswold?" she asked bluntly, her tone leaving no room for evasion.
Silas blinked, momentarily thrown off by her question. "I was here," he replied, though he could feel the weight of her stare challenging his words. "I mean, I came back here after spending some time on the rooftop. I needed to clear my head."
Kara tilted her head slightly, her skeptical expression making it clear she wasn't entirely convinced. "The rooftop?" she repeated, her tone soft but probing. "At what time?"
"Close to midnight," Silas said without hesitation. He kept his expression calm, meeting her gaze. "I stayed there for about an hour. It's quiet up there. Helps me think."
Kara's eyes narrowed, studying him for any sign of dishonesty. The tension in the room was evident, and Silas could feel his heart beating faster under her scrutiny. After a few moments, she gave a small nod, though her expression remained serious.