"I don't mean to be rude, but that elf earlier is very unique…" Pio commented as he walked, holding a paper cup of coffee and a paper bag of bread.
Fidel shook his head with a smile, taking a sip of his coffee, "I know what you're thinking. She's unique indeed, and although I cannot speak for her, I'm sure she must've had a difficult life…"
Pio knew better than to continue the conversation, just silently gazing at the ever-so-bustling streets of Harmonia as the two of them walked.
However, as they neared the spot in the central plaza earlier, a strange light flickered in their eyes.
They could see Regis talking happily to the children, seemingly discussing something as he played a game of chess with the beastkin boy.
But what caught their eyes the most was Marzana's wrinkled expression.
"Oh! You're getting good already!" Regis said with a smile.
The beastkin boy had his brows furrowed, "Ugh, I lost again…"
