(A/N: Bonus Chapter).
"What are you smiling about?" Silrat asked the Hybrid Luman who indeed had donned a curve of the lip subconsciously while his blank eyes drifted off somewhere far away from the conversation subtly.
"It's nothing too special. I just didn't realise the past can make you feel like this. Wait. Maybe I did and I had just forgotten," Skullius replied, hiding the remnants of his feelings at the moment.
Silrat sighed exasperatedly and didn't even bother to pry.
As time went on, he discovered that most things about Skullius were best left alone. Frankly, he was quite content not knowing everything about him even though they were practically besties in schemes and potentially illegal practices at this point, minor misdemeanours included.
The last six weeks had seen Silrat grow and change to an unfathomable degree, both visually, intellectually and hierarchically.