-Crunch.
A crisp, juicy sound echoed through the quiet hallway as Nom-Nom happily munched on a bright red apple she had liberated from the pantry.
She hummed a little tune, skipping every third step as she made her way back to the main hall.
[Peko really is such a worrywart…] Nom-Nom thought, tilting her head as she swallowed. [I don't understand why she wants to hide who she is… especially when Master said he would handle it.]
Taking another large bite, she chewed thoughtfully.
[Whatever the case… she was angry because she was worried about me… I suppose I should apologize.]
Sighing through her nose, Nom-Nom rounded the corner, ready to ask Nico how to best phrase an apology to a grumpy Phoenix.
"Master, do you th-"
The words died in her throat while the half-eaten apple slipped from her fingers, hitting the floor with a dull thud that she didn't even hear.
Nico was curled, trembling into a ball on the sofa with his hands clutching his face.
