"The Culling?" Daniel echoed, his curiosity piqued. "What's that?"
Envy let out a sigh, sensing the genuine confusion in Daniel's voice. "Of course, you wouldn't know. You're a former rogue mage," she said, a tinge of disappointment in her tone.
Observing Envy's demeanor, Daniel perceived that her disappointment wasn't directed at him or his lack of knowledge. He sensed a deeper layer of emotions beneath her words and expression.
"Ms. Envy, it seems your disappointment isn't solely about me or my ignorance," Daniel ventured, his curiosity prompting him to dig a little deeper. He noticed that Envy appeared to be willing to share something, and he wanted to offer her the space to do so. In his perception, she appeared lost, burdened by guilt, and harboring some more profound emotions – perhaps even a glimmer of hope.
