Like any other human, Reis also wanted to meet people from back home. There were, like, a thousand of them in this world. He had made peace with the possibility of not meeting them too easily.
And when he did, he'd calmly hear their story and tell them his. Following that, he'd write a book on 'The sad or too happy life of otherworlders'.
But there was a time and a place for everything. This definitely wasn't one of those times. Not when the one in front of him might be the last person who could help him out with his life problems.
How old is this kid, even?
"Oh, my God! You are the prince?" The child of unknown age ran towards him like a car with no brakes. If not for the…dog…pulling him back, he would have crashed and toppled over with Reis.
"It's a wolf."
The great guardian, Yvaion, was back to speaking in his head. Which, honestly, was better. The actual voice was kind of overbearing.
