Sitting on a chair with her upper body tilted forwards, supported by her elbows which rested on her knees, and keeping her head bowed.
After his warning to Dilise, this was the position Dilise had assumed, not speaking a word, and lightly shifting her feet.
"Is she scared?" Seth thought in bewilderment, turning to stare at Irene who only shrugged her shoulders.
The trio remained in silence for a few minutes before Seth's patience ran out.
"Dilise, why aren't you talking," Seth asked.
"I'm worried about what will happen if you tell on me," Dilise said, raising her head and staring at Seth through her hair which had fallen over her face.
"Will you tell on me or not?" Dilise asked with a suddenly stern tone.
"What happens if I do," Seth asked deciding to entertain the woman's thoughts.
"I'll kill you," she said, her reply earning her the blank and blinking face of Seth.
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!