"Moulin... Who is that behind you?"
Moulin flinched. For a moment, he had almost let his expression crack. Hadrian was behind him, casually sitting on his bed. Alarm flashed briefly in his eyes before he pacified his emotions and calmed his expression. His silver eyes softened as he composedly glanced behind him shortly before he returned to look at his second brother within the image.
"He's a friend..." Moulin smiled with knitted brows.
"He stayed here to borrow some of my books." Moulin leaned sideways to let Emlen see a glimpse of Torahn. The man with raven hair was silently concentrating on the book he was reading. Only when Moulin turned to stare at him, did he lifted his gaze and looked at Moulin. He gave a curt nod to his lover's second brother within the glowing imagery ring of the relic before resuming his reading.
Tsk.