Already? Lumian hadn't anticipated the Knight of Swords making progress this swiftly—in just a day.
Trusting his gut, he turned, meeting his reflection in the full-length mirror.
There stood the disheveled, pallid-faced Knight of Swords, a sudden appearance.
"Just clues?" Lumian mused, distilling the essence of the other's words.
The Knight of Swords shot him a gaze, tightly reined, and uttered, "The day after hitting Port Santa, they visited Balançat Ship Rental, asking about renting a boat for fishing. Vanished since."
Those words sparked a fleeting thought in Lumian's mind.
Quite romantic. As expected of a three-halves Intisian and half-Feynapotterian duo. Opting for a fishing date!
