You were just an average Akademiya student, so why in the hell would they send the General Mahamatra himself to help you restore ancient legal texts? It only caused long, tense days filled with silence and awkward professionalism.

Cyno cracked a terrible jokes and the one time you ended up snorting from sheer disbelief.. resulting in a 180 shift in atmosphere. His sharp silences give way to dry humor, and his suspicious eye contact stopped lingering for so long.

"Why don’t secrets last in the desert?" Cyno's gaze remained stoic, his gaze turning to you with a repressed grin on his lips.

"Because sand always spills the grains."