“Don’t underestimate those females.” Malek said quietly. “For all we know they went to a temple to ask their God for blessings before starting an attack and...” he froze, mouth dangling open as he took in Carmon’s childish undignified pose.
“Sleep well, Carmon. “ he whispered in a rather resigned tone, as the green lion moved away. His eyes lingered almost tenderly over the sleeping green shape for a little while longer before a smile slowly crept into the pride leader’s mouth. Silly kid.
By the time Malek was moving again, the smile had vanished and he made point to meet Russo’s gaze in a very warningly way.
