After talking with Amadeus and drawing a part of the map of the hunter's base, Julia seems rather tired.
«Do you want to have dinner in the canteen?» I ask her.
She nods, and I show her the way.
I thought she was too tired for this, but she just follows me in silence.
In the last few hours, she tested my patience so many times.
Firstly, she begged me not to kill her. She even mentioned the contract, as if something like that could stop me if I even had the intention.
She must have misunderstood when I grabbed the knife from Amadeus' hand, and I felt offended by it. Still, I can't really blame her. I understand why she was scared.
Secondly, she had looked at me with her big eyes when Amadeus informed her that I felt way worse than she does.
I didn't want her to know that, even when she calmed down, I had other urges that pressed me.
Her glance had so many questions, and she wondered how I managed to resist.
