Nathan's eyelashes drooped as he calmly answered with a nostalgic smile, "Fireflies."
His ambivalent voice made Ryley raise his eyebrows. "Fireflies?" He asked, the blond's pair of brown eyes closely locked Nathan's figure as if expecting to hear a wonderful fairytale soon.
Nathan pulled his lips into another smile, this time looking bitter and sweet at once. His slender finger traced the sketch as he muttered in a low and soft voice, "Yes, fireflies..."
"But why fireflies?" Ryley didn't even try to hide his curiosity.
Nathan looked at the surroundings, seemingly hesitant to tell Ryley here. "Do you want to take a walk around the garden? Let's talk outside."
"Okay," the blond answered, getting up from his seat and followed Nathan.
The cold breeze greeted them as soon as they walked through the open corridor. Ryley thought that the view wasn't inferior to that in Shelter Bay, especially the layout of the garden on his left.
