Slowly, Niklaus became immersed in his work, his focus sharp and unyielding.
Hermia, however, sat idle, her mind wandering in boredom.
Finally, she decided to retrieve her phone, but the moment she stood, Niklaus lifted his head, his gaze locking onto her as if tuned to her every movement.
"Where are you going?" he asked, his tone a mix of curiosity and concern.
"I need to get my phone. I'm bored," she replied matter-of-factly.
Niklaus frowned. "I don't think that's a good idea. It might worsen your headache."
"I don't have a headache," she retorted, narrowing her eyes.
"You might develop one," he countered, his tone unwavering.
Her jaw tightened as she mentally screamed, Yes, if you keep pestering me! But she forced herself to stay calm.
"I'm fine, really," she insisted.
"Please sit and wait for Steffon," he prompted softly, his voice nearly coaxing her into submission.