Chavdar couldn't help but smirk slightly, and gave Kaleb a glare that said, Don't talk right now... Just wait.. He folded his own arms across his chest. Chavdar noted, "Well, you don't know me well enough to figure out whether I am telling the truth or not. However..." Chavdar muttered, "Rosaline is going to kill me for revealing this, but since she spilled to my own father, I might as well spill." Chavdar made sure his head wasn't lowered or up high. He looked at the man in the eyes, and said, "I have been through a lot these past few weeks, through battles of my own. So, I don't want any more trouble on my conscious. Rosaline and I are seeing each other." Chavdar didn't smile, nor did he frown. He simply looked stern and cold, like any other Zhefarovich. Chavdar prepared for the worst.