"Who is he really?" I asked.
After days of holding back my curiosity, I finally spitted the question. Not just during the Lamician chase, ever since the time that the daminons ambushed us at Zentra, facing Kairos and Tasan, I couldn't help but feel something from him, and I wanted to know that.
Then, silence came between us, as none decided to say anything. We might be staying in the shade, but sweat continued to drip from my forehead. I lowered my head and avoided eye contact, started to doubt if it's really the best to ask him about it.
"Do you trust him?" He asked, breaking the silence. I lifted my head and looked at him in the eye. I didn't expect for him to give me a question instead of answering me right away.