Elias let out a laugh. "You know," he began, his tone shifting, "I've been thinking about what the Doctor said. Other than failing strength and speed, I also failed perception. He mentioned it's probably because I'm too trusting and can't tell when I'm being lied to."
As he spoke, Elara's posture stiffened, though she kept her gaze fixed on the trays of food. She said nothing, her silence heavy in the air.
Elias's voice softened, but his words carried weight. "C-can I trust you, Elara?"
Elara froze for a moment, then turned to face him. "O-of course," she said quickly, her voice wavering slightly. "Why even ask that?"