Vespertine attempted to compose himself, using magic to pull the liquid out of the couch and his coat, putting it into the empty teacup before him before he cleared his throat. He glanced at Cass, who sat back, relaxed, and his own shoulders tensed before he sighed.
"I'll get right to the point. It's about Ava. She's behaving erratically, but especially involving you. She keeps…muttering about a secret. A secret between you, that you told her. I'm trying to get her to tell me, not because I want to know, but because at this point I can't trust her with personal information. I'll keep it to myself, and I know it's not any of my business-"
"You're right. It is none of your business." Cass interrupted, a smile on his face as he sat back, his hand swirling the glass of mixed liquid in his hand. Vespertine's grin tightened.
"Cassian, please don't be like this. I mean it when I say I have no use for the secret." Vespertine said and Cass tsked.
