Something in common

"Let's be generous, you have a big capacity that could accommodate all I need to know." Lank countered.

Mr. Gaviel shook his head, he had made a big mistake by stopping Lank from doing what he had threatened.

"It depends on what you're asking." He replied, folding his arms. 

Rubbing his palms he snickered at the thought that crossed his mind.

"What happened to Fae when you had brought her in?" He whispered, still unsure if Lumina's barrier was trustworthy when it came to filtering out sounds.

Making a hushed hand, he pointed in the direction of where the two love birds were catching on the lost time together.

Narrowing his eyes, he turned his attention back to Lank. "Is that really important?"

"I guess I'd just call someone more interested in her whereabouts than I am." He shrugged, stomping his feet and heading towards Lumina.

"Wait!" Mr. Gaviel called out once more, gritting his teeth right after.