"Hey, Ephyra," he greeted with a smile, setting his bag down.
"Hey," Eira replied, glancing at him before focusing back on what she was writing.
"Guess what?"
Eira glanced up briefly, her eyebrow raised in curiosity, but her expression remained neutral. "What?"
Cyran leaned forward, grinning. "I'm almost done with the drawing! Just the finishing touches and we're good to go."
"Oh, that's fast."
"Yeah, I couldn't resist leaving it halfway. I just kept on drawing. You should see it; it's beautiful! I'll show you during lunch in the art room."
Eira raised an eyebrow, a flicker of interest crossing her face despite herself. "I'll look at it later," she replied, trying to keep her tone neutral.
Cyran didn't seem to mind her nonchalant response. He flashed her a wide grin, obviously proud of his progress. "You won't regret it, I promise. It's gonna blow you away."
Eira offered a noncommittal shrug and returned to her notes.