Never think the silence of a Lion as its weakness

Looking at Aaron's shoes, Leon's last worry was the pain inflicted by the fall. Aarvi's melodious chortles were like oil was thrown to the fire. Leon grounded his teeth craving to kill those two right then and there.

However, before Leon could have any other thoughts, he felt a hold on his ankle and Roach slammed him to the couch, adding more pain to his body. 

Just a move of his hand, Aaron easily buried Aarvi's little face in the crook of his neck as he went to the armchair and sat down with his wife on his lap.

Aarvi was speechless. There were so many men, how could he just make her sit on his lap? She quickly shifted and sat on the arm of the chair. Aaron didn't protest.

Then she stood up again. Skipping to the curled-up man, she pointed to his collar for the Shadow team member. The man searched his collar and found a pin attached to it. He handed the microchip to Aarvi.