"Thank you, Cristopher."
Lumi tilted her head. "Cristopher...? But his name is..."
The old woman then gave them another smile, before sauntering to exit the premise. As she shut the door, the two were left in silence.
"Lumi," said Siegren, breaking the silence.
"We need to talk."
**
"Talk...?"
Siegren nodded, sitting in the sofa at the opposite side of the bed.
"It's not enough."
"Huh?"
"A single word isn't enough for you to find your family. You wouldn't find them at this rate. You know that, don't you?" Siegren exclaimed, making the girl flinch.
"No," Lumi, although her face was still red from the alcohol, looked sober enough to understand what Siegren meant by his words. "But that's the only clue I have..."
Lumi then hugged her leg, burying her face into her knees.
"I don't have any other clue."
Siegren's expression remained blank, silent as he listened to her.
