Rialynn was silent. Ordinarily she might have blushed or wildly denied harboring any sort of romantic feelings for anyone. Instead her gaze just dropped slightly, and there was a slightly guilty hunch to her shoulders. "...It doesn't really matter."

What she felt, if it really was love, meant nothing if he didn't see her that way. And she wasn't even sure she wanted him to fall in love with her. What would she even do? The world was going to end, and even if it didn't, he belonged with his sister, living freely without attachments.

It was a sign that she shouldn't press Vincent for more details either, she was sure. "The fact that he thinks like that is why I need to repay him. He does so much for everyone. I don't think I've ever heard him ask for anything." She shook her head, still avoiding his quiet scarlet gaze. "I owe him."