In the confined space of Astrid's small apartment, Isiah could have effortlessly stirred chaos, yet he opted for a more deliberate approach.
Choosing patience over disruption, he navigated the delicate dynamics with precision, recognizing that the acquisition of knowledge required a subtle touch and a gradual unraveling of the mysteries veiled in the atmosphere of the night.
The distant chirping of birds, creatures Astrid evidently cared for, reached Isiah's ears as he noticed their cages hanging on the wall.
His attention gravitated toward them, silently observing the cages.
Astrid explained, "The little ones woke up. It must be because of the light. I usually take them into another room to sleep with no light."
Astrid's consideration for the birds seemed to awaken something inside of Isiah.
He stood up and slowly walked towards the cages.
