Ky tried his best to remain composed, sitting quietly and calmly despite Sol's glances and the small smirk. He wanted to protest, but held himself back. He could only imagine what thoughts ran through Sol's mind at the sight of him like this. Perhaps Sol thought Ky deserved this or found it humorous.

Or perhaps Sol thought he looked like some kind of pervert, sitting completely exposed for all to observe. Ky felt that way, at least, some shame creeping into his cheeks as Sol moved behind him. How low must he look — how shameful. He wouldn't be surprised if what little respect Sol might have for him was further diminished after this.

Ky's thoughts were cut short as he felt heat burning behind him. He braced himself and hoped the fire would work.