Arnott looked around for a moment, then examined the terrain layout of the green plain below before hesitantly saying, "I feel like I've been here before."
"You've been here? Were there other wind creatures here at that time?" Angel asked.
"I, I..." Arnott hung his head, his voice growing weaker, "I don't remember either."
Angel: "…You don't remember?"
"I was just focused on finding my sister before, and didn't pay attention to my surroundings at all." Arnott seemed to find a reason, and his tone became a bit more justified: "Besides, they like to make fun of me, so I don't want to bother with them."
In short, Arnott's mind had been entirely focused on chasing Salmado, with no room for other distractions.
Angel couldn't afford to be too harsh, otherwise, he would start crying again, and Angel didn't want to have to comfort him.
Angel: "Then try sensing it now, is there anything unusual around here?"
