"And? How'd it go?" Amity asks in pure curiosity, before she realizes she's already engrossed in his story. They forget the taste of tea flavored drink whenever Ghael needs to sip because his throat is drying but Amity still has a follow up question.
"Of course they don't have an idea it is true but they have an idea about that." he continued.
"What do you mean? Isn't it just the same?"
He laughs at the creases on her forehead whenever asking or when Amity is confused at one thing. Her face is almost transparent with emotions.
"It's not. They only have an idea that it exists but they don't believe it."
"I'm confused." she mumbled.
"Figured that out."
They both shivered when the cold breeze passed again. The comforter and jacket is not enough to warm them outside and the night i
