Chapter 27 The Pop-up Screen

• Eden's eyes were too sharp for this kind of conversation. Kayne kept fidgeting. His hand was twitching, fingers curling, like his skin was a size too tight. The walls around them felt like they were closing.
• Eden, ever so pale, leaned forward, elbows on his knees, and smiled too politely.
• "What are you?" he asked again, his voice like it was strangling his throat. Strained and all, as if he just couldn't keep up with Kayne's suspense.