After a little more time of yelling into the void like an idiot, the giant finally calmed down and ignored the issue of his suppressed speech, which made him finally remember the existence of Fray, whom he had forgotten because of his earlier anger.
"Looks like I can't tell you anything after all," said the giant, looking down at Fray, "sigh, maybe it's for the best, after all, you're still weak now."
(Still weak? What does he mean by that) Fray thought with a confused expression. But even though his mind was filled with dozens, if not hundreds, of questions, he knew that he wouldn't be able to get any answers from the giant, and he actually isn't sure he'd want to know the answers to these questions anyway, even if he was able to. After all, he already has enough problems to worry about. And he's not sure he wants to add more at the moment. So he decided to keep these questions to himself for now, but he is still interested in one specific question.
