[h3][color=red]Rhys[/color][/h3]

  He let out a small groan, sighing after it. He knew she would say that. Then again, what about human civilisation? How does it work? What do they eat? What are their needs? ...Perhaps he could try a hand at it, maybe find other chosen ones. What else was there to do, anyway? In retrospect, the Choosing Ceremony was in a few months. Nope, not close at all. Nobody will come find them. Well, there was nothing else he could do, anyway.

  "[color=red]...Fine,[/color]" Rhys huffed reluctantly, "[color=red]But no stirring up trouble, and choose your words VERY wisely. Also, think before acting.[/color]" Be that as it may, it goes without saying that En would definitely pump her fist in the air or such and not heed his words. Stubborn like a mule. And also be very chirpy during their journey. His eyebrows twitched at the thought. What was he to do with her?