Sometimes people who told us their problems didn't always want a solution, they just wanted to be heard. So, there was nothing wrong if we took a little time and lent an ear to listen to them, because sometimes, it was the little things that we did that could save them from depression.
It had been a minute, but Rion still didn't respond. As he said earlier, he was at a loss as to where to start.
"Did Rose like red?" asked Odette, breaking the silence. Rion furrowed his brows and looked at Odette in confusion.
"Why are you suddenly asking that?"
"Once you told me that Rose liked the color red. Every time I hear her name, I immediately think of red roses. She must be very beautiful."
Odette hoped that Rion would reply to her words, and then slowly she would dig up information. Since it was about Rose, it meant it was going to have to do with Lucifer, the most unsettling alter.
