I don’t expect Cyrus to literally hold my hand in the laboratory. But as we get there the next day after breakfast, he completely dives into the research. He wants to see the experiment with fire and water magic. I gladly perform it for him.
As he sees it, I can tell that he’s thinking about something deeply. I let him be, because I know that the needs some time to think through whatever’s going through his head. I don’t want to disturb a thought that might be useful.
So, I get back to the pages instead, studying the next experiment through. He soon joins me by my side, glancing at the piece of paper I’m staring at. “Are you trying them all out?” he asks, making me nod in response.
Then, I turn to him. “Yeah, why?” I murmur, watching the blank expression on his face. I’m not sure what t
