"It's okay. Everyone makes mistakes. We were concerned when both you and the waiter, Vader, went missing. If something dangerous had happened to you, we wouldn't have forgiven ourselves. That's why we acted the way we did."
Hearing this, a few members of the crowd, who had been unsure, nodded in agreement, feeling a bit more confident now that Noah had spoken up. The room shifted slightly, a murmur of support buzzing through the onlookers.
Esme's eyes narrowed, but a mocking smile played on her lips. The kind that didn't reach her eyes. Her voice dripped with sarcasm as she spoke. "Oh, is that so? So, let me get this straight—what exactly did you think was going on in here? Did you imagine I'd run off with Vader, only for something dramatic to unfold?"