章 147: A Miracle is Needed

"Is something funny?"

Sirius asked, looking sharply at Lucas after clearly feeling as if he was being laughed at.

"Yes; quite funny in fact--a grown man who doesn't know how to properly use his mouth. I believe that skill is acquired when one reaches the age of, say... five years old?"

"Oh, "haha", funny, really funny."

Taking an aggressive bite out of his red-skinned apple while maintaining razor-sharp eye contact with Lucas, Sirius chewed the juicy contents of the fruit with the same fearsomeness.

"I've got a question for you."

Lucas began to rummage through the supply sack after speaking softly, earning a side glance from the apple-eating man.

"Let me guess: it's about me not being able to chew properly?"

"Not that; this is about our mission."