Memories of The Past

"You... arrived pretty fast." I commented, staring at the chauffeur's head from my seat in the back after a long silence ever since leaving the school grounds.

"Hmm? Oh, yes. I was in the vicinity when I received Master Richmont's phone call." the chauffeur smiled as he glanced at me from the rearview mirror.

"You should take your time in the future... I was not in a hurry to return..." I trailed off, the topic that seemed to weigh in Cain's mind now plaguing my own thoughts.

"I will take that into consideration." the chauffeur nods, shifting his gaze back onto the road as I mulled over what Cain could have been trying to say.

What Sylvain had said... hold some ground... so was he talking in regards to the past...? Then... I wouldn't know a thing about that...

I scratched my chin, deep in thought as I tried piecing the story together. However, just as I came up with one theory, I realise the countless loopholes in them and had to scrap them aside.