A moment of silence. The sunlight cast patches of light on the tender leaves, revealing the shadows of birds flitting across the sky. With a clear chirp, the flow of time at the trio's location was restarted.
"Haha... Haha... Was I overthinking it?" Kevin embarrassingly rubbed the back of his head. His golden locks swirled like stars falling from the sky, "After all, the delusion of controlling Mr. Ralph seems to be unachievable."
Lyle wore a look of helplessness on his face, "How did you come up with such a fantasy?"
"Well... after all… Mr. Ralph is a bit scary. Simply looking him in the eyes, you can't feel your gallbladder anymore. Especially, the way he acts, it left a very deep impression on me."
"Ah, I get it!" William nodded with a face that screamed I understand, patted Kevin's shoulder, and both men looked at each other, a taste of camaraderie forming in their eyes.
"So, Lyle, is Mr. Ralph really, really not a creature you made?"
