"...So that's it."
The Inferior muttered softly, "To think it really is..."
"Surprised?"
Russell asked in reply, "Or perhaps, you had vaguely guessed as much?"
Just the thought of what transpired between Camarcel II and the Inferior made the corners of his mouth unwillingly rise.
He almost laughed out loud, but that would be slightly impolite. Therefore, Russell merely cleared his throat and coughed once to adjust his expression.
Seeing the Inferior lost in Contemplation, Russell patted his shoulder.
"Let's find a place to sit and talk," he said offhandedly, "How about we head back to the bar first, then have some lunch... Home-cooked meals are okay, right?"
"I'm fine with anything."
The Inferior grunted, unceremoniously stating, "I'm quite hungry... I haven't eaten in almost a day, let's have something easy to digest."
"Wouldn't that interfere with Wolf Voice's business? Or rather, could our conversation leak out?"
