The certainty in the prince's sound was the one Orland recognised, and to his acceptance, a more willing reply was given to the man. — "Yes, I better not."
Nodding aware of the founded reticence the crown prince had, Orland slightly chuckled as he was to walk away. Nonetheless, before peeking back at his daughter for a goodbye, Zeleskiaz stopped him to tell little information.
"That thing… it was begging help from a 'master'… It could be around."
"… Did it say anything else?"
"... No."
"... Alright."
After a pause to watch the man avoid his gaze while waiting for a reply, Orland immediately left the subject. Containing the frustration and turning it into resignation once more, for he had heard clearly unlike the hazy ears of Marianne how the monster was attacked by the mad Crown Prince.
