Amelie was getting a bit restless.
The door opened again.
Hewitt walked out.
Amelie looked up at the man on the stairs:
"Where is Nash?"
Hewitt replied:
"We've finished talking, and as you know, he doesn't like to see people."
Amelie glanced at the wooden door:
"He is indeed a very reclusive person, but I find it quite surprising.
"That Mr. Hewitt can talk to him for so long, perhaps one day in the future, you two could become friends, and he wouldn't be so lonely anymore."
Hewitt said something Amelie couldn't understand:
"Perhaps he is not as lonely as you see him, from my perspective, he still has friends."
The boy blinked, puzzled.
Hewitt didn't explain, but continued to ask:
"Are there any more people like him nearby?"
Amelie said:
