"Shooting the queen out of her cocoon?!" Ian mused, his voice tinged with disbelief. "How do you propose to do that?"
It irked Ian how so easily Aldrich had proposed a plan like that to them, as though it was going to be as easy as fishing for a marriageable woman among the list of available... Around.
Aldrich gave him a pointed look, his confidence unshaken despite the doubting eyes of Ian.
"Does your visual ability let you see something beyond a physical barrier?" he countered. "Because without knowing where the queen is inside the cocoon, how do you intend to hit her?"
Ian's question was not without merit.
It was a problem Aldrich had considered, especially given the formidable barrier of the cocoon.
However, his mind had already worked out the solution.
"I wish my sight granted me such clarity. If it did, my shooting would be much easier," Aldrich replied.
His tone was light, but there was a hint of longing.