"W-wait a minute!" I exclaimed in panic, seeing Aslan intended to go out of the building dragging me like this.
"Huh? What is it?" He turned back and stared at me blankly.
"My hand! Let it go first."
"Oh." He finally noticed how his hand still wrapped around my wrist. He slowly let it go and tucked his hand into his pocket, observing me quietly.
I discreetly rubbed my sore wrist as I stared back at him warily. "W-what?"
"So, Elis? Eris? Emily?"
"It's Eirlys." I corrected him.
"Whatever your name is," He shrugged his shoulder, "Take me to your usual hanging out place. I'm bored, so you have to entertain me."
Putting aside the fact of him not remembering my name even after our encounters so far, I had a hard time believing that Aslan just invited me to hang out together. His mood fluctuated rapidly, and it caught me off guard.
"Ah? Are you serious?"