"Choice..."
As dusk fell, Herbert walked out of the Underground Sanctuary.
His head was down, brows furrowed, with his entire mind immersed in his thoughts, walking unconsciously.
"Herbert, you... oh?"
Ashen Bishop originally wanted to chat with Herbert, but seeing him deep in thought, silently withdrew his hand.
This child seems to be confused because of the elder's words...
"Heh heh."
Though he appears to have matured a bit, at heart he's still a child.
Forget it, better not disturb him and let him think things through on his own.
They, the old ones, it's enough if just one of them goes about disturbing the minds of the youth.
With gentle eyes, Ashen Bishop watched the lost youth drift away, chuckling softly with a shake of his head.
As elders, they should only assist when the young ones require it.
If the younger generation can reach their own conclusions, there's no need to interfere.
