Tristan took slow steps down the platform and this time the eyes of those white-coated adults burned into his skin.
Nam, Leng, and Hash approached him with blank expressions. A sudden wave of guilt swept his insides, and he decided he would bear his apology even if he lacked understanding of what had happened.
"I'm-" Tristan's words were prematurely cut short when Nam grabbed onto his shoulders and shook him violently. Purely out of frustration.
He nearly passed out!
Even if Nam let go of him and he staggered into Hash's arms.
Not even possessing the strength to voice complaints, Tristan spoke.
"Why???" His tone ended up being of complaint.
"What happened here I all your fault! But in a good way… at least for you," Nam responded, shifting from a raised voice to a low one.
"Our crystal was unable to measure the level of your inheritance."
...
"Is that supposed to be a good thing?" Tristan asked, worried. His dizziness had started to fade away.
