Asher didn't take her hand. His eyes stayed on the crowd while his voice dropped even lower.
"You're not supposed to be here."
Nyla pulled back her hand and sat down beside him anyway, legs crossed, smiling like she didn't hear the warning in his tone.
"Neither are you. Yet here we are. Destiny, maybe?" She twirled a strand of her green hair while her emerald eyes sparkled with mischief.
He leaned back just enough to keep her in his peripheral vision. "Are you following me?"
"Not intentionally," she said, tilting her head. "I followed my heart, and it led me to you. Maybe it was love at first sight. What do you think?"
"I'm not here to play games. If you don't have anything worth saying, then leave me alone."
Nyla didn't take his words to heart.
"Don't be like that. If I'm right, we're headed to the same place—the big Astral beast, right?"
