The ice platform kept rising, smooth and steady, and the wind pulled at Lin Tian's robe while he watched the clouds thin below them.
Bai Xueya stood near him, straight and calm, yet he noticed how her hands stayed too still at her sides, and that small stiffness told him she felt the same pressure he did even if she refused to show it.
He leaned slightly closer and spoke in a low voice, "You look calm, but I know you well enough now to see when you are holding yourself too tightly, and if this place makes you uneasy you do not need to pretend for my sake."
She kept her eyes forward and answered softly, "I am not uneasy about the sect itself, I am thinking about what happens once we land, and I do not like that they will separate us immediately even though we arrived together."
