Darenn and Aranea were still quiet, still the thought of the Metanoia in their mind as they looked at each other, about to process what had happened.
With still tears pooling in both of their eyes, Aranea was the one to break the silence, reaching out to Darenn as she held his arm, asking him a question.
"The one that I saw… is that…"
Aranea wasn't sure of how to finish the sentence. With the thought of Darenn not being able to talk freely since he was a kid and with seeing how his father treated him, she didn't want to ask it directly because it may seem insensitive of her.
The one who wants to hit you, that was your father?
The little boy who couldn't speak was you, right?