But Tarn was indifferent to me and stood there taking a puff, puffing, throwing it on the ground, holding its butt in his feet, and talking.
"Have you ever been trusted?"
"Well,"
He said some strange things again, but this time Tarn didn't repeat what he had just said. He turned to look at me and said a new word.
"What do you mean you like me and go with you?"
Oh. . . Jealous, jealous, jealous if you don't.
I am in a much better mood now than before. Although I don't know if I do this because I really have a heart, or if I just think about it, doing so means that I will be more easily deceived.
"I like it, too. I really like Tarn. I've been thinking about it for a long time."
Tarn looked a little shocked and then became serious again.
"So Tarn... don't you like Nua?" When I saw th
