"I don't know," Geron said in panic, fumbling with his words, and still couldn't say anything. "Cat, I swear to you, I don't—I didn't anticipate—"
Catalina just looked at him blankly, making him pause. Soon after, a slow, slightly hysterical laugh escaped from her lips. Then, paused with a blank expression.
As soon as she opened her mouth, she said, "I should've known you'll be like this until the end. It seemed like you were hoping—no, you're telling me to do just as you said. Forcing me to shut it since 'I didn't know anything'."
Geron's right eye shed a tear; his eyes were also bloodshot at this point.
Pete couldn't take it anymore, facts being lost in this emotional crossfire. He didn't want to see this couple he grew up with fall apart just like this.
He stood up, catching the attention of everyone in the tent.
"Baroness Gringer." Pete kept his voice calm.
Catalina's burning gaze turned to him.
Pete met it without flinching.
