When I chewed it, the sour juice spread and made me wide awake.
I should express my appreciation.
I took out paper and a pen from my subspace.
"You can stay here for a while. I'll find a way for you to get out... Oh."
Dunkel froze.
And for good reason.
Suddenly a piece of paper floated up, and the pen started moving on its own, writing.
'It's a beautiful garden, dwarf.'
Dunkel looked back and forth between the writing on the paper and me.
"Did you write this?"
'Indeed.'
And soon Dunkel's face turned red.
"Damn, this is embarrassing."
He seemed to remember muttering various things to me, saying we're both bald.
Well, he probably didn't think I would understand properly.
Maybe it felt like talking to himself.
He looks like he doesn't have any friends.
'There's nothing to be embarrassed about, dwarf. I am grateful for the kindness you have shown.'
"...But."
