"W-W-Wh…"
"All his things should be moved at once," Heinz said firmly, his voice cutting through the stunned silence like a blade. "And when I say all, I mean everything."
Florian watched Delilah's expression twist into something caught between horror and disbelief. Her lips trembled, and her hands clenched at the hem of her apron.
'Ah. She looks like she's about to break,' Florian thought with a quiet sigh, already resigned to the chaos that had followed them here. Heinz, of course, continued as if none of it was worth acknowledging.
"Wait… wha—"
"I want this room to look exactly like his former one," Heinz added, scanning the room with a calculating gaze. "Though, of course, this room is significantly larger. He can decide what to do with the extra space."
