"Mm."
Christ Cartwright nodded, but avoided her gaze, seemingly too shy to look at her.
Her mind preoccupied with other thoughts, Flossie said to him without paying much attention, "Then I'll be off."
"Oh."
Flossie walked downhill.
However, after taking a couple of steps, she stopped and asked, "What are your plans for the future?"
"Me?" Christ was surprised.
"Mm."
"I'll go outside," his eyebrows knitting together, Christ's tone suddenly became serious. "I won't stay here. If my nephew is still here, I'll take him with me."
"Good." She nodded, lifting the corners of her lips, "Your number is in my contact list; reach out if you need anything."
Er...
Christ was taken aback.
Before he could respond, Flossie had already turned around, her figure receding into the distance.
In fact, Flossie had anticipated that he probably wouldn't ask her for anything; even if he were in dire straits, he wouldn't turn to someone he'd only met once.
Still.
