"A story?"
Kairos walked back over to Ling.
"Will it be a long one?"
Ling shook his head.
"Not too long."
Kairos sighed and sat down in a cross-legged position.
"Alright, then tell me about this story."
Ling tapped the ground a few times before speaking up.
"For almost everything, my parents would always tell me what to do. And I would just follow what they said. Sometimes I wonder why I just followed it all just like that."
Kairos blinked a few times.
"Well, they are your parents."
His eyes narrowed.
"Though, there are definitely times I wished I didn't listen to mine."
Ling looked up at him.
"...Did you know you were the first person to thank me?"
Kairos raised an eyebrow.
"Really? I doubt that's the case, you probably just forgot the other times you were thanked when you were younger."
Ling let out a soft laugh.
"No, I'm sure."
Kairos leaned back slightly and placed his hands on the grass behind him.
