"Of course, since there might be puppets wielding knives ready to chop me up wandering around outside, naturally, it's safest for me to stay inside the prison," Aiden said casually, taking a sip of his soup, "Even if you manage to round up the puppets she made these past few days, as long as she's at large, my life is always in danger."
He had always been wary about his life being targeted, but he didn't want to miss out on the agreed-upon dinners just because of that. Now that he was certain that the witch gathering was ready to make a move on him, of course, he would choose to hang back a bit.
"Won't it be very inconvenient?" Veronica said with some concern.
