Or not...
Chris stared at him.
For some obvious reasons, he felt guilty. It had been a dream, but he couldn't stop the guilt and for a moment, he briefly wondered if Sky could see through him and know. Or what if he had said something out in his sleep and Sky had heard?
"Morning, pretty boy," Sky greeted nonchalantly as he approached the food cart, his eyes lighting up.
"I've never imagined being served like this in a fancy hotel." He looked at Chris, saying, "Your friend really outdid himself."
That was a good sign for Chris.
Sky did not look like he knew anything. He also hadn't heard the manager say anything. He was a little relieved.
He had never seen Sky excited about anything before. So seeing how he was closely looking at the breakfast tray with eagerness made Chris smile, feeling his worries from earlier fade away.
"How do you feel?" Chris asked him, even though he could guess that Sky seemed better now.