Aurelia Shaw wasn't suspicious of Mason Nightshade, but the chance of something like sleepwalking happening was very small, and she had never had any deep understanding of it.
"Then what's up with my clothes?"
"You changed them yourself." Mason Nightshade's face remained unchanged, confident that if he confessed to helping her change, he could forget about getting close to her in the future.
Aurelia Shaw's brow furrowed deeply. The possibility of sleepwalking wasn't zero. She considered herself lucky not to have gone insane after experiencing such painful events.
"I get it. I'll be more careful in the future so as not to trouble you anymore," she said calmly, with a momentary pause in her voice. "However, to save you some trouble, you'd better still..."
"I don't have time!" Before Aurelia Shaw could finish, Mason Nightshade seemed to anticipate what she would say and interrupted her words. "Are you done talking? Do you want to see me change clothes here?"
