Camila was quick to dismiss, her voice a flutter, “Oh, it's nothing concrete. Just speaking hypothetically."

Skepticism colored Isaac's reply. "That doesn't sit right with me."

Isaac gently tilted her face upwards. "Look at me, please. I need the truth."

Camila, slightly irritated, nudged him away. "Can't you take a joke? Why so grim?"

Isaac's response was firm. "This isn't a joke to me. It feels more like a test."