"Don't you pretty much know the same things I do?"
Ian watched Sio with a smile that changed the latter's face from indignation to shame caused by his own revelations, all within the span of ten seconds.
Sio sighed, sat back on the log, and continued to eat his grilled meat from the stone slab, saying helplessly, "Alright, I admit that I knew all this... but I didn't mean any harm, and I wasn't intentionally tracking you."
"I've known Anfa for a long time; we are pen pals. He had arranged to meet me in a little town west of Indigo Mountain, but after the agreed time had passed by three days without hearing from him, I had no choice but to set out in search of him."
—And he accuses me of lying, when his lies are just as elaborate, aren't they?
