Suspect [2]

In a vast white void, a magnificent palace stood. 

"I'm done." 

Owl-Mighty appeared from out of thin air, softly landing on the wooden desk where Pebble was resting. 

The two looked at each other before looking away. 

At the same time, I faintly heard Pebble mumble, 'Stupid tree.' 

Owl-Mighty didn't even bother giving Pebble any attention before speaking, 

"I've handed him the recording device. I've also relayed to him what you told me to say. If his intellect is the opposite of how he looks, he should be able to understand." 

"Good. That—Eh?" 

I paused, lifting my head to get a better look at Owl-Mighty. 

Did Owl-Mighty just say... 

"What?" 

"No, I mean... That was kind of harsh." 

Leon did look stupid, but—

"Didn't you also say that?" 

"Yeah, but I'm..." 

Pausing, I realized that I couldn't find a proper way to argue back. Owl-Mighty had a point here.