He touched his forehead and nodded. “Well then. A good night to you.” The door shut behind him. And then immediately opened again. Eithan poked his head back in. “You’re going to keep cycling, aren’t you? You’re not going to slack off while my back is turned?” “Your back is never turned,” Lindon said, voice dry. “And don’t forget it.” Eithan widened his eyes, staring at Lindon intently as he slowly shut the door.
