In the face of the inescapable interrogation, Thales and Quick Rope looked at each other dumbly with incredible sorrow.
'What should we do?'
That was the only thing they can read from the other's eyes.
But there was no answer.
"Hmm?"
Ricky urged them to answer by saying, "Don't tell me that you still need us to give you some motivation, just like how we did just now?"
Recalling the feeling that they experienced just now, Quick Rope immediately started to tremble.
'What should we do?'
In face of the deepening suspicion of the crowd on them, Thales saw Quick Rope's fearful gaze, and he could only summon his courage and say, "We..."
'What should we do?'
He nudged Quick Rope's waist, hoping the other person could have an idea.
Quick Rope trembled a little and continued the sentence in an awkward fashion. "That..."
He only uttered a word before he stomped Thales' foot, asking him for help urgently.
