Arren composed himself; they were aware that there was only a small chance that this session could be successful, but the risk was equally present.
Last night, he already told Spade and the Duke his decision. Although it was only for a moment, both expressions were grim, but they respected his decision. At least Spade was prepared for it, while his father seemed to have a lot of questions but chose not to ask them in the end.
At first, he was getting anxious since what they would be doing was unknown to him. As he lay down uneasily, he almost wanted to shift his body around, but he had to fight this urge.
Fortunately, Ms. M's voice was enough to calm him down gradually. After a few minutes of uneasiness, a new, unprecedented drowsiness wanted to take over him as he listened to the elderly's voice.
He didn't know if this was normal, but he only obeyed what she was saying, which seemed incomprehensible to his state at this moment.
