Carlton had just begun to relax, thinking that Alaric had finished expressing his thoughts for the night. He started to settle into bed, preparing himself for sleep. However, Alaric remained unmoving, his intense gaze fixed upon Carlton's form.
The sudden stillness and scrutiny caused Carlton's body to tense up once more, his muscles locking in place as he braced himself for whatever might come next. After a long moment of hesitation, Carlton finally turned his head to face Alaric directly.
"Do you have something else you wish to say?" Carlton asked cautiously, his voice tinged with a hint of wariness.
Alaric seemed torn, as if wrestling with some internal dilemma before finally voicing the question that weighed heavily on his mind. "You... don't feel anything right now?"
