Skyler blinked. It took him a few seconds to digest what the figure had just uttered, and when he did, he gasped in bewilderment.
"What did you say??"
He shouted.
"You, the calamity, want to teach me?!"
The figure tilted its head, a question mark seemingly appearing above its gray hair.
"Calamity? Me?"
Its voice sounded surprised. Then its blue eyes crinkled ever so slightly, revealing the first emotion Skyler had ever seen in them: pure, bitter amusement. It chuckled.
"I see. I see. You labeling me something I myself am not sure about means you know more than I. I won't question it, though. It's better that I don't know what you know... I shouldn't. Because I am not meant to."
Now it was Skyler's turn to be confused.
In the next moment, his confusion was replaced with stunned silence.
The figure spoke again. This time, its tone was more human, laced with mischief.
"I said I will teach you. It's decided. It matters not if you agree or not. So..."
It drew out the word.
