Frank Noel couldn't help but somewhat sneak a look at the bird as they left the room. Why would they have to leave the room hastily? It wasn't quite right.
Nevertheless, he had no plan to pursue it at least right now. Frank Noel carried on being indifferent as leading the way back to the room.
He believed it wasn't the right time yet to alert the bird since he was just an observer. He might have to spend more them with them, it would be a nuisance if they raised their guard even more. He still didn't get, why the duke ordered him to become a babysitter.
On the way back to their room, the bird and Moonlit kept on being mute.
Admittedly, Moonlit's mind was a bit chaotic, he had a lot of questions to ask Venta, and one of them was the same as Sir. Frank Noel. The other question that he wanted to ask, how was the young pink-haired lady recovering. Is it related to Venta's magic? Or it was something else?
Despite that, when he made eye contact briefly with Venta, he noticed immediately, that his question wouldn't be able to receive any answerback, at least during the presence of Sir. Frank Noel. Moreover, Venta, with pleading eyes, mouthing to him to W-A-I-T. Since Venta wanted him to wait then he would agree to do so.