"What?"
The eldest heir of House Nox stared at the wall of a man before him as though the laws governing language had abruptly ceased to function, because surely those words couldn't possibly have been arranged in that particular order.
Unfortunately, there wasn't the slightest hint that any of it had been a joke.
Jax was completely, wholeheartedly serious.
Which left Killian grappling with any possible response.
"What does any of that have to do with overthinking in the first place?" he asked, genuinely baffled.
Weren't they talking about overthinking? About strangers, gambles, and possible irrational decisions? So where in the world did kissing even come from?
Just how unpredictable was this guy?
"Huh? Well, a lot."
The redhead answered so naturally that Killian almost wondered whether he was the one who'd somehow gotten lost halfway through the conversation.
