Crouching down, I then asked the crimson girl, "Can you guess what nightmare she's saying right now?" whilst gazing upon the lavender girl.
Reina then looked down, as if she was reminding herself of something, before she grabbed her shirt and turned to me.
"Somehow, I can" answered the crimson girl, which in turn I replied with another question, "What is it?"
The crimson girl spared a glimpse over the woman, who was sitting down the sofa, beside the annoying middle aged man and Father, without uttering any words.
