Just before Amelia’s finger touched the apple, Valerie’s hand shot out to hold onto her mother’s arm. “Mom? I don’t think you should touch it.”
Her mother looked at Valerie strangely. “Since when were you… Anyway," Amelia lowered her hand. "What if we can really eat it? Won’t it be a waste?"
/Hm? She’s really not going to touch it?/
[Eh? She’s really not going to touch it?]
BaoBao and Angie shared the same thought at the same time.
/But I'd rather she touch it than anyone else./ Angie started to worry about what the world's consciousness had in store. Would it somehow rope Angie in instead? After all, her death flag had already been triggered.
Valerie pursed her lips tightly, then glanced at Angie again. However, Amelia missed it. She simply thought that Valerie was being fidgety. Amelia raised her eyebrows and lightly sighed, “And here I thought after spending so much time in the military and with the boys, you’d become more like them, or something.”