Kaya's eyes widened a little as she felt him lead her steps toward the cows. Her feet paused just near them, uncertain. She glanced at the calm animals, then at Vayu's hand holding hers.
With a tiny flustered huff, she gently pulled her hand back and mumbled,
"Um… no, it's okay. They… they already look healthy enough."
Hearing Kaya's hesitant response, Vayu clicked his tongue softly and shook his head with an exaggerated sigh.
"Aiya… how can you say that?" he said, still holding her wrist.
"Let's look at them closely. Only then can we really tell if these animals are good enough."
His voice was casual, teasing even, but there was a certain coaxing gentleness hidden behind the words.
Kaya blinked, her body subtly tense. Her eyes shifted—slowly, carefully—towards the cows. And there, she saw it. The thick, curved horns. Big. Too big. Her breath hitched slightly as her steps faltered again.
She wasn't moving.
