Lyre sat up the moment the woman started for his cage. He held the bars, and gazed at the woman, with his brows furrowed a bit.
The woman looked familiar.
"Why is she familiar?" Lyre wondered, still looking at her.
The woman studied him.
Unlike the others, she knew he wasn't an animal, but a man.
"I just wish to be let out of this cage!" Lyre hit his palm on the bars. "If only you guys will listen!"
"Of course, I will listen." The woman replied, stunning Lyre.
"What?" Lyre took a step back, shocked by her words. "You heard me?" He looked so shocked, his eyes seemed bigger.
"Yes, of course." The woman smiled. "I can hear you."
"That's great!" Lyre happily jumped. "It's good to know that! Now, can you please let me out? I need to find Rain."
"Rain?" She furrowed his brows. "It doesn't rain here as it does in the human world. It—"
"I'm seeking a person. His name is Rain." Lyre sighed. "He's not a season. He's a person."
