“Olivia, what are you doing?”
Arias asked Olivia, who was flying in a circle around the golem, not yet willing to set off.
“Just give me a moment, Arias. I’m saying goodbye to Owen.”
That was Olivia’s reply.
“Owen…? You mean the golem?”
Arias knitted his brows and repeated the name confusedly. When did his golem get a name? He had no idea.
“Yeah...his name’s Owen.”
Olivia nodded repeatedly and pointed at the golem, which was standing still as a statue.
“Why would you give it some weird name? Just call it a golem.”
Arias complained.
“We can’t just call him a golem. He’s alive. He needs a name.”
“And Golem is its name.”
“If you call him a golem, then what will happen when you build another one? Won’t both of them have the same name then?”
Olivia continued to argue stubbornly.