When Eijar saw Isiah removing his clothes, panic seized her. She had seen him naked before, but seeing him shed his garments in the presence of a girl made her immediately assume he intended to engage in sexual intimacy.
Her previous life in Xodura had been harsh, dominated by darkness and vulgar trauma.
Eijar knew that Isiah was nothing like Zahir Acrabag, who had used her body for years to satisfy his sick, depraved desires, yet the horrifying memory compelled her mind toward that singular possibility.
Noticing her sudden, guarded hesitation as he removed his shirt, Isiah smirked and asked, "Why are you acting like that?"
"Are you going to have sex with her ?" Eijar blurted out instantly. "I thought you despised her and intended to kill her at any moment."
Isiah raised his eyebrows in absolute disbelief, stunned by her bizarre assumption.
