[...There was nothing but stone cold silence from her. Like a wind was blowing in between them. That wind was really damn cold, and her posture was stone frozen. She was like a statue. What he said was something she feared, that she came to the conclusion of after piecing everything together. It was so quiet, Noir could very well be able to hear her breathing. Riye let a puff of air that rooted from her chest.
What she was about to say, or ask, was very important.]
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What she was about to say, or ask, was very important.]
So. Did you always know that?