Kain’s office was quiet.

Baek leaned back on the couch, feet on the table, eating some unknown snack.

Soomin sat properly, arms folded, trying not to look at Baek’s crumbs on the floor.

Kain stared at the communication crystal on his desk.

Baek broke the silence.

“So… are you really calling them?”

Kain didn’t answer right away.

“Yes.”

Baek blinked. “Wow. You’re serious.”

Soomin tilted her head slightly. “You’re informing them about ...