"You don't want to say bye to the kids?" Jel asked, catching up to the man pursing his lips and with a frown deep enough to reveal all the creases on his face, which were barely there by the way.
"I would rather not. I can't look at them right now." Osbert said, as they passed several houses and illuminating plants that guided their path. "I keep seeing the dying woman and what she said to me."
"She said something to you?" Jel asked, grabbing his shoulder to make him stop. "What did she say? Was it something like, 'take care of them'?"
"Yes. You heard it too?"
"No. But she left a trace of herself in those words. That was how I knew where her children were." Jel explained, looking at the ground. "But I am impressed you noticed her murmuring those words."
"Well … it's not like I could have ignored them." He said, chuckling bitterly. "Maybe if I tried talking to her …"
