A minute later, her father and mother had crouched down beside her, looking at the stone with awed and astonishment.
"That the stone paradox of time?" Her mother whispered.
"Yes it is."
Senja lifted her head and looked at her father who still refused to see her. Instead of the stone he looked at the ground beneath him gloomily.
"Dad…" Senja called out her father softly as she nudged his arms. "You don't want to say something to me?"
Her father didn't budge whatsoever, looking at her husband spiritless expression and her worried daughter, she elbowed the man beside her to draw his attention.
"What?" Senja's father snapped irritably at his wife.
"Don't you want to say something to our daughter?" She raised her eyebrows.
"If I say something will she stay?!"
"So, you will watch her go without saying a word!?"
The man scoffed while the woman glared, but finally, he looked over at his daughter and with morose he spoke. "Can't you stay?"
