"Adults shouldn't act like this, you know. Isn't it a great opportunity? The academy—"
"Shut up!" Cyan slumped down on the table after the outburst. "Just when I thought I escaped from school, too." The boy had already given up on the old man act. Not that it worked anyway.
Reis pushed a piece of cake towards the heartbroken hero. "How old are you?"
"Thirteen."
Oh. This boy looked much younger than Ann's two siblings, who were fourteen. No wonder he was allowed to leave the capital at that hour. Those rules needed some changing.
"You don't have a family, and there aren't any other players around here, I would guess. Don't you think you need the backing if you really want to progress?"
Cyan didn't answer, continuing to sob onto the table. The wolf tried to comfort the kid, only to be used as a snot disposal. Reis didn't think he'd actually begin to cry.
