When he didn't hear her voice or her mind, he turned around to look at her, from her legs, his gaze drifted up slowly and eventually settled his gaze on her face. Their gazes were now on each other.
Liliana looked away after recovering from his statement that reverberated in the kitchen after he uttered it.
"You didn't say anything about it," Tristan walked forward to her. She was standing by the counter where the ingredients were placed, she carried the plates and bowls to the other side, and dropped them while Tristan who approached her halted by that side of the kitchen. He watched as she moved to and fro carrying the small bowls that contained the ingredients needed for the egg soup.
When it was remaining two bowls on that counter and she hadn't replied, he went forward and stood between the distance from both counters.