"Yeah, but you do know that most people don't even think about it, right?"
"That's because they forget the basics. It's just like walking."
Like last time, everyone has entered a conversation about something I don't care while we eat. I hate that. All those people smiling, laughing happily. I can't stand it. We were the same after all. Excafol, Selene, and I. We were also eating around a table like this and happily enjoying an illusion of something we thought to be happiness. And in the end, my weak self causes their death.
"Your soup is really good, Miss Claire." Farner is really speaking with such a polite tongue I am starting to doubt it is her who is speaking.
"Oh... Thank you but I didn't cook it. I am actually ashamed to say this but I don't even know how to fry an egg."
"Eh, really? But then who did this?" Farner and her sisters all look at Claire astonished then their eyes follow her finger which is pointing at someone.
