Ailsa sat silently on Ryu's shoulder as though his thoughts had nothing to do with her. Her ruby-like eyes sparkled, lost in their own world. Ryu could only inwardly sigh. He had never lost a battle of words in this life or his last, but to think he would lose to someone who said no words at all.
Was this what it meant for their souls to share a wavelength? Could someone else have forced Ryu to admit his faults so easily? Ryu was unsure… The only other person to succeed was Elena. Elena was probably the only woman in existence before Ailsa to make Ryu put down his stubbornness.
However, Ryu felt that there was something deeper to this. It wasn't that Ailsa understood Ryu so well, although that might be it in part. It was more so… maturity. Ailsa had a level of maturity that was far beyond Ryu and Elena. Just how long had she waited for Ryu in order to foster such a mind state?
