"H-Huh...?" At the young man's question, the injured man's eyes opened wide in shock. "Y-You want to have a talk with s-someone like me...? But why...?"
"Err... Well..." In reply to his words, Jace scratched his head helplessly. "Rather than talk, It's more that we have a few questions to ask you. If you don't mind answering them, of course."
"Y-You have a few questions for me...?" he shuddered. "U-Um..."
"It's mostly simple questions," the black-haired man coughed at his hesitance. "So it's nothing too bad."
"A-Ah... Is that so...?" he sighed with relief. "T-Then, sure..."
"Alright..." Taking a deep breath in the next second, his attention was now fully on the injured man before him. "So first things first, could you tell us your name?"
"I-It's Randy..." he answered. "M-My name's Randy."
"I see..." Jace nodded his head at his reply. "Then, Randy... Do you mind telling us more about this place? We're kind of lost, you see."
