"Oi! Stop, kid!” — Infuriated, his hand unfolded to stop the child's outrage.
“No!-?!… Ngh~... Gilead is a dummy!”
“… Just don’t throw dirt at me. You should thank me for listening to your blab every effing day, kid.”
Releasing the small wrist of the child, Gilead sat once again, indifferent to the pouting glare the girl dedicated to him, crossing her soft arms in manifestation.
A moment of silence went by as she watched those fighting each other wildly, attempting to ignore the mean guard… coming up with another subject to talk about with him as her fury was easy to dismiss.
“! Will Gilead meet that pretty lady today?!”
“?... What lady.”
“Um~ That Lady~... the one resembling Master’s wife fake mother!” — Having peeked at the last guests of her Master’s, Nu gave a hint to the guard of the woman he had met. Scowling immediately to it as such a meeting was supposed to be concealed from everyone's eye.
"...."