Waveshot's breathing had grown ragged, but he didn't say anything at all, even as Ning assaulted him with questions.
Even so, Ning continued.
"You realized that the old man still very much loved you, which could be why you let him live, but that doesn't sound plausible. In which case, there had to be another reason."
Ning turned toward him with a strange look.
"You realized he didn't kill your mother," he said, his mind continuously churning for more information. "How could you know that, though? Unless… unless the old man told you himself."
Ning leaned against the table, getting closer to Waveshot to get a better look at his face. "Before you were about to kill him, did the old man spill everything? Is that why you let him go that night?" he asked.
"Really?" Larissa asked. "If that was the case, why did he come to attack him again?"
"At the hospital? Are we sure that was an attack?" Ning asked.
"Of course, he… he…" she paused. "He didn't actually attack the old man."
