Sunday looked up now, surprise in his eyes. "You don't know what a Changeling is? But that is what you are. In Orun, the lot of you people reside in the Third Heavens which is the Middling World of Merchandise and your nation is called Changeling Unity. How can you pretend not to know this?" Sunday shrugged, standing up as he observed Shino carefully.
"I don't!" Shino crunched his fists. "But if you do, please, tell you everything."
Sunday smirked.
He did not know what to make of this but then he found it rather amusing. His mind still argued with him that he was talking to someone who must have had ulterior motives to him. But then, how could he really validate that?
The same person who he was looking at suspiciously happened to not know how even about himself? It was really amusing, just as much as it was surprising.
Still, he made his mind to at least answer the question the supposedly ignorant winged fellow had asked him.
