Intersecting Lines

"After that brief ceasefire, you seem to have gotten bolder. Or is this really the full extent of your tact?"

The keep-your-distance expression Phrolova always wore finally changed.

For Mo Bai, though, a change in an enemy's expression was hardly good news.

"I'm just telling the truth," Mo Bai said calmly.

Though the two had temporarily stopped fighting and begun talking, each still held some strength in reserve.

If either tried anything, the other would strike back at once.

Of course, whoever was attacked would defend or dodge. Neither was a fool.

There was nothing strange about that.

After all, the reason they were talking was the Rover, not any interest in each other.

"The truth? Hah. Should I praise your keen eye, or did the Rover teach you so well?"

Clearly, Mo Bai had been right earlier.

Otherwise, Phrolova would not have looked faintly angry now.

By bringing up hobbies, Phrolova had learned a little about Mo Bai's personality.

And through her probing, Mo Bai had learned a little about her.

As they talked, he noticed that although this enemy usually wore a long face,

whenever her expression changed, it meant she was feeling something real.

Looked at that way, this Society Overseer of the Remnant Star Society seemed surprisingly easier to read than Christopher or the President.

When Mo Bai stayed silent, Phrolova turned her head away, slightly irritated.

His ability to read her was almost infuriating.

Few people liked being seen through by an enemy.

And Phrolova especially disliked being watched that way by Mo Bai.

"So, are you going to say anything before the Rover arrives? Maybe I can even help you work through whatever's troubling you."

Mo Bai's provocation made Phrolova's expression tighten.

"Don't think that because you've noticed one little thing, you understand everything.