Narrator
In a dinning table, two people were seated quietly.
Finch had prepared a meal and was making sure that the woman who had reluctantly given him shelter was eating even though she didn't want to eat. They were two strangers that'd lost something prescious to them.
Ever since Savanna had disappeared, Mrs. Bane hadn't been herself. She was barely surviving each day. Savanna was yet to be found, she didn't even know if she was still alive or dead. Even her son had disappeared ever since that very day, making her life harder. How could she mourn over the disappearance of her son and daughter at once?
The pain was so unbearable, her eyes was red and puffy, indicating that she'd been done nothing all this while, except bawl her eyes out.
Yet, this human had refused to allow her cry
