"So.. Does that mean you chose me because of fate?" Coco asked.
Sinclair chuckled softly, a quiet laugh that escaped his lips when Coco asked if he chose her as his master due to fate.
"No, not really," he said, his tone light and dismissive. His expression was amused, as if the very question sounded silly to him.
Sinclair paused for a moment, before adding, "I only chose you because I could feel your soul was otherworldly. Your soul was shining.. Literally."
His tone has a matter-of-fact, as if stating the most obvious fact, and he leaned back against the couch, his gaze still fixed on Coco, the words that escaped his lips tinged with a hint of teasing.
However, the underlying tone of his words carried a seriousness, indicating that he was not entirely kidding.
Coco let out a small huff of disbelief, her face scrunching up into a puzzled expression as she echoed a quiet, "Seriously?"
