103 the world is vast yet too small (1/2)

”What?! Brother, what are you two conspiring?” Wren finally spoke his mind by the sudden unexpected revelation. Alas, Seraphina only shrugs apathetically as an answer.

He then shifts his gaze beside him and Tito only pressed his lips on a thin line whilst raising both his eyebrows as if saying 'you-heard-what-you-heard'. Tito then raised his wounded arm that was wrapped with gauze for further validation.

”I just arrived from a beautiful tropical country where it reminded me how beautiful this world is and the moment I came here, you'd feed me with Luciano's real identity? Really? Can we pretend I didn't hear anything?”

Unlike Riggs and Tito's hostility when they first came to know her identity, Wren's response was just as what Seraphina's expected.

In her squad, if there is someone who they called spineless in terms of doing violence himself, it was Wren. Although Seraphina totally disagrees with that -- for the reason that Wren had his own specialty and ruthlessness, yet, he was still considered a weakling among them.

Even though he looked harmless and a happy-go-lucky prince in disguise, one could not really judge a book by its cover. He merely believes that money solves everything; violence is only the second option which is true.

Nonetheless, she knew he wouldn't question her of being Luciano since Tito already acknowledges her as the real one. After all, every one of them knew Tito's bottom line -- he was probably the most trustworthy and loyal to Luciano. Thus, if he said so, that means he already confirmed it himself.

”And we can also pretend that you didn't exist.” by this time, Riggs with a cold bottle of water on his hand, came back, again. His face and hair were soaking wet as if he was splash by water, yet, his clothes were dry which means it was his own doing. His usual coolness demeanor was back as if his peculiar action moments ago were just a figment of imagination. Without going straight to his friends' position, Riggs went directly to Tito's room. After a few minutes, he exited Tito's room bringing a bucketful of beers and a short towel.

Riggs heard Wren's complaints the moment he stepped out from Tito's studio type room.

”Oh, God… No wonder that invitation with a heart...oh my head.” In between Wren's distress lines, he resumed massaging his temples as if he was experiencing the worst torturous migraine. He continued,

”This world is vast yet too small indeed. My head...” Alas, Wren's uneasiness vanishes in an instant as an idea pops on his mind. He slightly raised his head and looked at Seraphina with glittering eyes. He inquired,