Derek groaned into his hands. "Three days. Just three days. That's all I ask. No more drama. No more sudden deaths. No more kaelening."
Kaelen beamed. "You used me as a verb. I'm flattered."
Derek silently handed him a second grinding plate.
"Grind harder."
"Wait, wait, I've got treasures to share!" Kaelen suddenly declared, springing to his feet like a man trying to dodge responsibility.
Neal paused mid-grind. Alira tilted her head. Derek looked up with the most exhausted glare he could muster.
"…You remembered now?" Derek asked dryly.
Kaelen beamed. "Hey, I didn't want to interrupt the vibe. You all looked so focused. Like monks. Angry monks."
Neal rubbed his temples. "Why did you go out again?"
Alira raised a brow. "Treasure hunting. Obviously."
"Oh." Neal blinked. "Right."
Derek narrowed his eyes. "You mean you actually found something?"
Kaelen puffed out his chest. "But of course."
Even Derek looked mildly intrigued now. "Well then… let's see it."
