"Why did you go back in?" Theovin asked, cutting straight to the point. He seemed unaffected by the magnificence of Gold Song.
Theovin's burly muscles were evident as he folded his arms tightly across his chest. He stood there, patiently waiting for Gold Song to respond to his question.
Instead of answering Theovin's question, Gold Song asked, "Where is our mate?" He floated closer to the balcony, as if searching for any sign of Rosey.
Theovin didn't give Gold Song any answer. Instead, he pulled out a chair and sat down again.
His silence was palpable, and his eyes watched intently as Gold Song floated closer to the balcony, searching for their mate.
Gold Song attempted to shrink his size so he could easily pass through the balcony, but his efforts were futile.
Despite his best attempts, he could only decrease his size to that of an escalator, which was still quite large.
