"Are you going to tell me what you're planning now?"
Leonel laughed. "Why are you so sure I have anything planned? Let's just wing it."
Aina rolled her eyes. This guy was too unbelievable. If you wanted to lie, at least make it a realistic lie.
"Come," Leonel pulled Aina along with a smile on his face. The two strolled through beautiful clouds of pink, violet and blue until they stood on a particular peak.
"I'm going to make you a new outfit, I can't let dregs damage it so easily again." Leonel shook his head, some of his gloominess returning. But he pushed it down.
There was a limited amount of time remaining and he wasn't exactly sure when the other foot would drop, but there would be quite a bit of chaos soon. He was certain of that.
The trouble was that he could only weave fabrics by using beast pelts, and trading for such things was a bit more… difficult.
