“ Here.” Antonio handed her a bottle of water with the cap taken off.

“ Thanks,” Eloise mumbled as she took it from him.

Antonio’s gaze remains fixed on her; she's been hanging her head since the explosion. Even when Oliver was asking how she knew, she didn't utter a word.

He had to step in by taking her out of the area and telling Oliver to go home that he'd get back to him.

He took his seat beside her. “ Are you feeling better now?” He asked after she drank a little.

She nodded.

A second of silence followed.

“ Do you want to talk about it? About...