Chapter 92 Threadsa That Pull Us Home
- He doesn’t look surprised.
- That’s the first thing that strikes me.
- Not relieved. Not angry. Not even wary. Just… blank. As if two people materializing inside his room is nothing more than a mild inconvenience. He closes the door behind him with deliberate calm, the sound echoing far too loudly in the spacious room, and then he crosses it with unhurried steps.