A flicker of intensity shone in Leonel's eyes.

Alexis, sensing the moment's gravity, quickly excused herself. After a short while, she returned, dressed for the day, ready to join him for breakfast.

As usual, Leonel poured her a glass of milk and served sandwiches.

He behaved as if the recent events hadn't touched him, as though Kenneth's passing was a mere blip in his heart, something he had overcome in just half a day.

Alexis found it hard to discern his true feelings. She understood that Leonel needed his own time to process everything.