While they were walking down the street, Nova could practically taste the tension in the air, he could feel Kiros's gaze piercing through the side of his head, but he chose to ignore it. He did not want to acknowledge any anymore problems, not when he had a nuisance in silk lingerie to deal with on a daily basis.
He knew he was going through a rough path with Kiros right now, especially given the Theron situation, which he also wanted to get to the bottom of, since he knew they knew each other from the past, which past he did not know, but he was willing to wait and piece it together.
"About the gathering…" Nova began, breaking the silence, while adjusting the glove on his left hand.
Kiros did not look at him. "Still going with your 'guest'?"
Nova's steps almost faltered at his words and his head whipped around, only to see Kiros's smirking face looking at him. It was clear he knew a little about the female that had been visiting his room.
