This is the first time she has seriously prepared such a sumptuous breakfast for him; he never appreciates it, and although these are semi-prepared, the taste is not amazing, but it's alright. Amir Hallow eats slowly and methodically, watching Charlotte Miller's small face while eating, and his low and moist voice rises in the air: "It's a day off today, I'll take you out for a walk. What do you think, Mrs. Hallow?"
"Sure." Charlotte nodded. She naturally had no objections; it was better than staying at home.
She didn't expect that by "walk," he meant hiking up the mountain. No wonder he asked her to wear soft, flat shoes when they left the house.
The mountain path wound its way upward, slowly leading to the summit. Charlotte looked at her legs, which were slightly wobbly: "This isn't exactly relaxing, is it?"
