Out of the Ordinary

'Who the heck is Dylan?'

This question kept running in Angeal's thoughts. It was already lunch time and everyone in the group—except Dharvey—decided to have lunch together.

"Where is Dharvey?" Arlo asked, his eyebrows furrowed as he held Angeal's hand while they were walking. "She was not even present during our part-time job. All we got was the message we received saying that she needs to be with her father on an emergency for a few days."

"You know what made me curious?" Frey trailed off, Arvid's arm wrapping around her waist, "is what kind of emergency did Dharvey and her father have."

"Hmm… we didn't even meet her father. Knowing Dharvey, she would have told us what she was doing at least—a gist of it."

"Yeah," Arlo agreed, "It seems like this is something serious that she's not telling us anything about it?"

Angeal absent-mindedly listened to the three converse with each other, her mind still running with the thought who Dylan could be.