Days later…
Sebastian sat by the window, staring at the gates of the villa they had been staying at for quite some time now. The snacks he had on the table weren't touched and the book he should be reading was left open on his lap.
"Basti?" Gray called as he returned to the living area after running an errand. He paused, glanced at the food on the table, and then back to Sebastian.
A deep sigh escaped him, marching quietly to the set of couches. When he plopped his butt down on the long couch, Gray leaned forward. He rested his arms on his legs, eyes on the little master.
"Do you want to play outside, little master?" asked Gray, although he knew Sebastian was not that type of kid. At least, Sebastian preferred playing outside with his mother and father.
"Uncle Gray, when will my daddy come home?" Sebastian wondered quietly, eyes fixed on the window.
