Coco turned her gaze to the flying raven, her hands still cradling Zaque's cheeks.
Coco smiled tenderly at Sinclair, her gaze soft and silently asking for the hybrid to comply with what she was going to say next.
"Can you leave us for some time?" She asked gently.
The raven tilted his head, his expression conveyed an understanding of the situation and with a soft croak, he spread his wings and took flight.
"Take your time, master."
Sinclair wished her the best of luck before he flew towards the back door of the house, his wings flapping gracefully in the air as he disappeared into the house.
A bright light briefly illuminates the interior before the door is slammed shut, leaving Zaque and Coco alone in the open area.
Coco blinked, her gaze lingering on the closed door for a moment before she turned back to Zaque who still stood there, his expression revealing his wounded emotions, his thoughts obviously consuming him.
Coco's smile faded, replaced by a frown.