โญ โญ โฆใ A turn their way โ yet, red eyes don't meet Berdly's. It was alwaysz difficult to do so ; that odd sense of guilt sinking when they had. However, a nod upwards, an invitation to speak. ใ โญ โญ
* K-Kris..! H-Hey, th-there's something b-bad I n-need to tell you...