As Eresheb's grip became increasingly dangerous, the baby coughed more precisely, as if clearing its throat to test its vocal cords. Eresheb, who had until then been analyzing the child's personality, was pulled out of her trance, realizing the mistake she had almost made.
But before she could say anything, she was caught off guard by an event that surprised her. The child's eyes, which had been empty until then, now vibrated with a dark blue hue a gaze still vacant, yet chaotic.
A voice, fitting for a baby but disturbingly monotone, reached Eresheb's ears.
"Ariane..."
"Stop, it hurts!" The expression on the baby's face did not change, as if a golem incapable of feeling pain had suddenly declared it was in pain. It was that kind of situation.
"Ah... sorry." Eresheb felt unwell, not just from guilt over having let her thoughts dictate her actions for a brief moment.