"Why come to me?"
Zylarith asked, soon however, he changed his question to something else.
"How did you even find me?"
Again, Nux didn't say anything and once again, to Zylarith, that didn't matter. He was trillions of years old, the amount of information in his head made it difficult for any being to hide something from him—
Even Nux was no exception to that.
Because even as Nux hadn't said a word since they met, Zylarith was already thinking of an answer and—
"Ah…"
He got it.
"The Seer."
He spoke in realization. Nux didn't show any reaction, but Zylarith was sure, and he didn't seem offended, instead, he looked amused.
"So she finally moved."
"You know her."
Nux asked, trying to take back some control in the conversation.
"I know many things, child."
Zylarith chuckled softly.
"I know many people who think they know many things."
Nux shot back, but to Zylarith, this was just the action of a petty child trying to win a fight he wouldn't.
