It was usual for children to be throwing tantrums, and the young girl's mother was already doing her best to calm her down. Besides, all passengers were given noise-canceling headphones. They were more than welcome to use them if they thought that the child was too noisy.
However, they refused to let the matter go—they clearly had other intentions. "Brat, are they your family? Why do you keep speaking up for them? Isn't it the truth that she's disturbing us? Don't you think that you're being ridiculous by saying that we're annoying you?"
Before Finn Taylor could say anything, that young girl's mother had already stood up and quickly apologized. "I'm so sorry. My daughter is still young. I'll keep her in line."
"Keep her in line? She looks like she's already three but can't even control herself. I think she must be mentally challenged."
The young girl was already timid to begin with, and she grew even more panicked when she met their fierce gazes.
