Ciana put her hands on her shoulder, hugging herself to gain some warmth. 'Why do I have a bad feeling?'
Vrao tapped his palm on Ciana's forehead, "Are you unwell?" Her strength in fighting over the confusion of her life beat should be the cause. Instead, it was being stubborn, not wanting to dissolve. 'Is this my weakness? Or my Greed?' Ciana slipped away the obvious gestures without being seen by Vrao. Through her narrow view from the right side, she eased herself. He might have said that she did not gaze at the scenery, but she ensured to provide consideration to it.
"No. I do not want to leave this kind of scenery."
"Nice, yeah?"
