"Don't worry, I never looked at you that way either." Tyris clicked her tongue. "I just wanted to return you the favor and embarrass you a bit."
"I know." Leegaain nodded. "You have always been bad at flirting and are out of practice, but not even you can be that bad. Coming on to me with the grace of a drunken sailor is out of character. I knew you were pulling my leg."
"Rude!" She ended up blushing again. "It's not my fault if men always threw themselves at my feet and I never had the opportunity to practice flirting."
"Between you and me, were you serious back then?" Leegaain asked, tired of messing with his friend.
"Sort of." Tyris shrugged. "Lith was barely older than Valeron was when I started teaching him magic. I saw potential in Lith, like I saw it in Valeron. That and the world tribulations gave me hope he wouldn't end up like my late husband."
"What about now?" Leegaain pressed on.
