Yuna trotted, following where the white-haired man walked. Followed behind the elf girl, a horse, and two wolf cubs.
"Mr. Elliot, Mr. Elliot…"
Yuna matched the man's walking speed, then kept trying to speed up her footsteps.
"There are so many things I want to ask. First, last night's incident regarding the cause of death of our comrades. Why did you do that? Mr. Elliot, please answer my question just once."
The white-haired man stopped in his tracks and turned to the Elven girl, who kept forcing him to open his mouth.
"I am not friends with anyone, nor do I share anything. Now, follow me through this dungeon, or I'll finish this all myself."
No, that's not what Yuna expected from the question she asked. The man in front of her had indeed helped her when she was in a state of pressure, but all the things that had happened so far couldn't be accepted easily by her logic.
