He let Anel spill over him, not even lifting a brow, not even unfolding his hands, eyes only moving when Zara touched him and his cold, cold eyes rested on her. Though he didn't say a word to her, the look in his eyes spoke to her ; suggested she would be better off on anther spot. Anywhere, as long as it wasn't here.<br/><br/>When Anel seemed to be finished, he shook his head.<br/>"No, I'm not leaving until you tell me what happened. You can curse at me, scream if you want, but I am not leaving," he said, voice still just as calm as before.<br/><br/>Ryan seemed ice itself as he just stood there, watching Anel.<br/>Of course he could have slapped him. Of course he could have raised his voice. But what good would that have done?<br/>Nothing at all.<br/><br/>"You've always had a sharp tongue, Anel. But I have not seen you like this before."<br/>