Also... if in the future, her illness can be cured and she ceases to be foolish, then how lively would her eyes be?
"Don't like Atlas Shaw that much, okay?" A murmured voice lightly drifted out of his mouth, and as he realized what he had said, he was suddenly stunned.
He couldn't even comprehend himself, how could he say something like that?
Fortunately, the little one didn't understand his words, still staring at him with those phoenix eyes, blankly. At this moment, Jeremiah May felt a sense of regret, but also relief.
At least she couldn't understand his words, otherwise, it would only be more awkward.
Retracting his hand, Jeremiah May turned his head aside, looking at the scenery outside the window. Once they arrived at the Tavern, she could meet Atlas Shaw, which would satisfy her. But... um, how would he find a reason to ask Atlas for a second poster? This... seemed like something that needed more careful thought.
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