[He, at first, doesn't know what to say. His eyes widen, but there's nothing in his stare to assume anger, or fear, or even shock. Honestly, he's more confused than anything. After all, he still remembers what that cat had said.]
["In exchange for giving himself to me, I would tell him what he wanted to know. I am a fair merchant. What really happened the night dear ol' daddy-in-law and his lovely wife died. Why they died. The burning question that's consumed him."]
[If he killed her, then...why would he have given himself to that thing in the first place for answers...? Of course, Daan is obviously upset. Regretful. He highly doubts he's lying, here.]
Forgive me if I'm mistaken, but...I thought...she was already dead, Daan.
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[He, at first, doesn't know what to say. His eyes widen, but there's nothing in his stare to assume anger, or fear, or even shock. Honestly, he's more confused than anything. After all, he still remembers what that cat had said.]
["In exchange for giving himself to me, I would tell him what he wanted to know. I am a fair merchant. What really happened the night dear ol' daddy-in-law and his lovely wife died. Why they died. The burning question that's consumed him."]
[If he killed her, then...why would he have given himself to that thing in the first place for answers...? Of course, Daan is obviously upset. Regretful. He highly doubts he's lying, here.]
Forgive me if I'm mistaken, but...I thought...she was already dead, Daan.