Faolán and Alanna sat at the table.
"You can start talking." Faolan said.
"What a gentleman." Alanna commented playfully before she turned serious. "Well, the first thing I want to talk about is grandpa Bento."
"What about him?" Faolán asked, frowning. "Stopping to think about him… I haven't seen him anywhere."
"Exactly, that's the problem. He's gone!" She said, exasperated, "And the worst thing is not that, but that the others don't seem to remember him."
"How's that? Who doesn't remember him?" Faolán asked, sensing that this would be more of a problem.
"Zander, Catherine..."
"You can only be kidding me! They lived with the old man for months!"
"Well, I don't know. I'm just telling you what's going on. And I thought it was strange that he disappeared now, since he was the one who gave you the idea to go after that Shaman, right?"
Faolán looked at Alanna and he seemed to have thought of something.
