His silence pierced Ivy's heart. Sometimes… the sensible kid looks the most pitiful. Silas's sensible appearance made Ivy feel as if she were being inhuman.
'Stupid! He is just asking you to sleep beside him. Is that too much to ask?' Ivy's inner voice scolded her.
She pursed her lips, a decision formed in her mind, before she gathered her courage and tugged on Silas's sleeves.
When she had his attention, she closed her eyes and spoke swiftly,
"Iwillsleepinyourroomfromnowonwards."
"What?" Silas asked, struggling to make sense of Ivy's whirlwind of words.
Ivy's face turned beet red, and she bit her lips, "I will sleep in your room from now onwards."
Boom. Silas felt something exploding in his mind. Ivy agreed? Just like that? He thought he needed to whine for a month or two before he could get a 'yes', but now…
Silas's heart pounded with joy. As much as he wanted to hear Ivy say it again, he feared she might take it back if he asked.
