'Still your old self.'
Quick Rope snorted angrily. He did not turn his head around, seemingly dissatisfied by the teenager's words.
"You still care." There were very slight fluctuations in Thales' voice.
Quick Rope's scowl froze on his face.
"What?"
"Your father, Dragon Clouds City, Eckstedt, and even your niece..." Thales took a few deep breaths away from Quick Rope's line of sight. He felt sentimental as well as emotional, and those emotions seeped into his words.
"Even if you claim that you've gotten over your past and you're disgusted by the chains that once bound you..."
Quick Rope slowed down his pace.
"But somewhere in your heart… you still care." As he leaned against Quick Rope's shoulder, Thales' face sank into the darkness, and the flames could no longer illuminate his face. The corners of his lips moved slightly.
Quick Rope swayed before he snorted.
"Hmph, laugh all you want.
