"Eren…"
Eren felt like his own name was a melody in itself when Sara pronounced it. To his ears, Sara's voice sounded like an oriole singing in the spring forest.
'Boss, you are down bad.'
The butcher ignored Argo's random chatter in his head. He raised his folded hands above the table and cupped his face with his palms as he listened to Sara's request.
"Eren, there's so much I want to ask you. I would like some of my queries answered if you don't mind.
But first, I would like to start off with this question.
I want to go to White Raven to meet my friend Katalina Reich. She's almost like a sister to me. Would you mind if I accompanied you when you leave the capital?"
For mortals like her, traveling from one prominent city to another was unsafe. Especially when there was so much distance to cover between the two locations. Sara wanted to have some protection in Eren's company. And the butcher was more than happy to provide it.
