"What?" the woman frowned when she noticed Lachlan's gaze. "What are you looking at? Do you want to take my food?" Her gaze turned wary as she blinked at him.
For some reason, her actions reminded him of a cat who was scared that someone would steal her food.
"How old are you?" he asked.
"It is rude for a man to ask a woman's age," the woman answered before she started gobbling up her food. "Although, I am certain that I am older than you."
"Then… why do you want to go to Wugari?"
"A Blessed Person cannot be trusted," the woman said. "It is bold of you to assume that I will tell you something like that just because you helped me cook my food."
Lachlan was speechless. So, he started eating the demonic rabbit instead. "Can we really eat this?"
"I purified it. I took away the darkness."
"You can do that?"
The woman rolled her eyes in response. "Have you been living under a rock all this time?" she asked.
"You are— a sorceress…"
