Drax's sudden shift in topic caught me off guard, and I couldn't help but feel a mixture of surprise and curiosity. His words hung in the air, leaving an open-ended question that begged for an explanation.
"Me and Warren?" I repeated, seeking clarification. Drax nodded, his gaze locked with mine.
I was taken aback by Drax's cautious words, my curiosity growing along with a hint of concern. I wanted to understand his perspective and the reasons behind his reservations about Warren.
"What do you mean something is off with him?" I asked, my voice filled with genuine curiosity. "And where do you think you've seen him before?"
Drax hesitated for a moment, his brows furrowing as he struggled to articulate his thoughts. He looked deep into my eyes, searching for understanding.