You talk in riddles! Both of you!
Cyrene playfully reproached him, hugging.
But I'll not puzzle solving them. Sometimes it is necessary to accept things such what they are.
She looked at a statue again and lifted her head to glance in eyes to Snake.
It seems, I have found the son, at last.

Any rustle near a door has forced her to look back. Toris stood there silently, looking on them. His face had strange expression...