Methis POV

I stood by the door, staring awkwardly at him as he stared back, begging him to say something, anything at all to break this silence.

"You look..." I paused, unsure of what to say, "Good."

He smiled, "Yes, well apparently the black eye looks good on me, I haven't gotten so much attention since when I pooped my pants in the third grade."

I remained silent for a moment, looking at him confused while he smiled back."It's a joke Methis." He said, noticing my confusion, "It's a joke."

"Oh," I replied, chuckling nervously, grateful that he had at least made an attempt to cut out the tension in...