Feeling wronged after being scolded for his lack of insight, Aoni sat on the ground, floof in lap, while he played out the previous few minutes. He'd been chopped in the head again, whereas Glacia got a snack and head pat, then ignored, then chopped again for trying to talk, resulting in him sitting on the floor drawing circles with his finger on the dusty, cracked stone.
'I don't suppose you'll reveal what's behind it, right?' Aoni asked as his eyes flicked toward the ethereal chat box floating to his left.
Unfortunately, no matter what questions the Lad asked, it seemed like the Attribute Notice was ignoring him yet again.
"Hahhh, how long is this going to take."
"SHUT IT!" Snapping his head toward Aoni, Anthony hissed before going back to scanning over the intact stone structure with glowing hands.
