Aether blinked in disbelief, his mouth slightly open when he heard Grace say she was going to teach him.
Was she serious?
He didn't expect that. Not from her.
"...For real?" he muttered.
"Why are you looking at me like you're shocked by what I said?" Grace asked, her voice tinged with annoyance, brows furrowing slightly.
Aether snapped back to reality and shook his head with a soft chuckle, rubbing the back of his neck. "I mean... I kinda thought you hated me and all."
Grace gave him a flat, deadpan look. "So when I helped you with sealing the crack, and even gave you the rope... you didn't question that, but now you do?"
Aether gave her a sheepish smile. "Well... sorry?" he mumbled. But inwardly, he sighed, 'Those were your mistakes, idiot.'
Grace rolled her eyes and shrugged, "Whatever. At least now you're finally thinking a little instead of blabbering about Mary this and Mary that all the time. Sigh."
