A furrow marred Brian's brow as he snapped his eyes open, promptly pulling away from Selina's touch and nudging her aside.

“I'm good, no need," he said, his words carrying a cold detachment that sent ripples of discomfort through Selina.

“Brian, are you still holding a grudge for my Leaving?"

Brian adjusted his disheveled attire.

"It's in the past."