"Wait a moment, Helena," he murmured, his voice slightly hushed, as if sensing an unusual ripple in the air.
"Are we currently 'enveloped' by something 'of yours'?" he asked, his gaze sweeping around, searching for confirmation.
I simply nodded, a sweet smile playing on my lips. This wasn't merely assent; it was a small conspiracy understood only by us.
"So they can't see us?" His voice lifted slightly, an irrepressible joy in his tone.
Again, I nodded, my eyes sparkling with mischief. As if this were a familiar little game we had perfected, a secret woven into the fabric of our long-standing bond.
"Good, then. It seems you've done it again, by accident." He replied with a wide smile, his beautiful eyes twinkling with amusement.
Honestly, this wasn't the first time. Playing hide-and-seek during childhood had proven to be the most effective field for this Crystallization subversion.
