Not knowing is normal

[Eon's POV: ]

In the small passage connecting our kitchen and the dining room, there was a small window on the right side that showed the back side of the front garden, a random area behind that statue and the left side flower field. 

The two of us were staring out of that window right now, and it was perhaps the most ordinary place in this house.

There was nothing there, just some grass and pretty much nothing to pay attention to.

This window was here only for the ventilation purposes so in this area that no one paid any attention to, there was no great significance to this window. 

We were just looking out, and he wasn't saying anything.

It has been six minutes and he hasn't said anything…

Which is no good. 

"Dad…?"