"Beautiful isn't it?" Flynn asked.
"It really is…" Ivelia responded, her eyes still fixated on the serene lake which was reflecting the luminescent moon on its tranquil watery surface.
She then turned her head to look at Flynn who was still gazing at the lake as he spoke.
"I thought mornings were the best time to enjoy the atmosphere here but…" he stopped mid-sentence with a pause, after which he then continued with a small nod.
"Yeah… It's just as beautiful at night, if not more…" Flynn concluded.
The silvery green-haired youth then sat down on the grass, just a few inches away from Ivelia while asking.
"You're worried about tomorrow, aren't you?" he asked calmly.
"Hmmm… It's not really tomorrow I'm worried about…" Ivelia began.
"Well, I mean, I am pretty worried about tomorrow too but more than that, I'm worried about what the outcome of tomorrow will bring…" she continued.
