Raman stood next to the medium sized bed that was in the middle of the dark, half empty room when Oliver stepped in.
"Lord, you're back." Oliver said but got no response. "Why so soon Lord?"
"Do I need a reason to be back in my own world?" Raman asked, his voice cold.
"No my Lord. But are you ever going back?" Oliver asked in curiosity but Raman remained mute. "What about the human in your house?" He added and this time, Raman turned his gaze to Oliver, causing Oliver to bow his head.
"And since when did you begin to ask so many questions?" His voice was colder than before.
"I'm sorry my lord but I was just curious to know if you leaving her all alone was a good idea or not."
Narrowing his brows, "What do you mean by that?"