Reconciliation flopped.
"Come here first, I need–"
"Thud"
Jeslyn stood there staring speechlessly at Rex who jumped down to stand in front of her.
"D– did you have to do that?" She asked in a weirdly low voice while her hand was frozen in the air.
"Ah, I do that a lot. It's no big deal, so what do you need me for?" Rex said while walking to a couch. He sat down unceremoniously and stretched to pick a red apple from the fruit tray on the table.
"Ahem." Jeslyn cleared her throat and put her hand down. She walked to stand beside Rex and stretched out her hand.
"Give me the keys to little Valen's room," she demanded like she knew he had them.
Rex glanced once over at Jeslyn who was wearing a light purple flare down that stopped above her knees.
'This wasn't what she wore this morning, right?' he thought.
"Hey, be fast about it." Jeslyn snapped her finger in his face.
"Ah, I don't have the keys. Why would you even think I'll have them?"
"Isn't it obvious?" She asked with a raised brow.