Arthur didn't answer. He just stood there, staring at them, his jaw tight.
"Say something," Carl repeated, growing irritated. "You're wasting our time."
Arthur looked…embarrassed? Then conflicted. His eyes flickered away, and for the first time, Ava found herself studying him in genuine disbelief.
These were expressions she had never seen on his face before. Arthur always wore either an easy smirk or a cold mask.
Finally, Arthur cleared his throat again and spoke up, voice low and almost reluctant.
"Somto… Somto is going to teach her martial arts?"
"Yes," Carl said flatly.
Arthur hesitated, his gaze shifting to Nnenna, then back to Carl. "Don't you think…you have someone better than Somto to teach her that?"
Carl tilted his head, confused. "I don't think so. Somto is better than me in martial arts."
Arthur pressed his lips together, clearly holding back something. His brows furrowed deeper.
