Haris and Ayesha were both lying down on their picnic blanket, looking up at the parrots in the trees above them. All the parrots in the Inn had gathered on the tree above the teenagers, as if acknowledging the pair as their leaders. After flying around everywhere, they were already exhausted, and once they had their little picnic, the duo felt sleepy. They didn't actually go to sleep, but they lay there, enjoying each other's company silently. As compared to their earlier enthusiastic and cheesy selves, they were a lot more sombre.
"We should head back," Haris said eventually, his voice reluctant.
"When will your family head out?"
"Tonight, probably."
"Do you know where you'll be going?"
"They'll probably send me to some academy. I'll probably be under supervision until that's done."
