'...Something's not right.'
Fu Tailan tried to block out his father's pained cries, gasps, and pleas, forcing himself to focus on what Chaisi had just said.
'Those words were strange.'
Everything else in Chaisi's speech could be ignored, but the most crucial part was the sentence, "How did you know it was the key?"
He had already told him it was because he discovered it "was very similar to the key Westley had."
'Does Chaisi not believe that explanation anymore?'
'Or is he just trying to fish for more details?'
Fu Tailan had a strong feeling that he was one step behind Chaisi in his thinking, but for the life of him, he couldn't figure out where he had fallen behind.
The fog of Nest Dissociation Syndrome seemed to rise once again from the corners of his mind, hazy and indistinct, obscuring his thoughts, making them clear one moment and dim the next.
"Not talking? Have you realized something's wrong?"
