The mysterious lady's voice never wavered, and she never answered Midas' question outright, as if figuring that she had to focus on telling the rest of her story. She continued, her eyes staring into the distance as if replaying those moments.
`As I said, I thought you were dead. I said nothing. After all, I was not close to any of you, especially not you, Midas.`
After she said that, Midas remembered something and said, `I just realised, you know so much about me but I don't even know your name. Don't you think that's unfair? When are you going to tell me your name?`
