“I’m going to this town called… uhm…” I stopped midway, completely forgetting the town’s name. “It’s something that sounds like a bird. Eagle? Robin? Raven?” I added, very much unsure of what I’m saying. He looked at me and chuckled. “Revan,” he stated.
I smiled and nodded. “Yeah, that,” I said. He then pursed his lips before looking at me and then he said, “Why are you going to that town?”
I stilled for a moment. I contemplated whether I should or I should not tell him my real reason. In the end, I told him a bit of the truth. “My friend told me that there’s an apartment here owned by her godfather named Cervantes.” I looked at him in the eye.
He’s still pursing his lips and looking at me. He stared for a few more seconds before finally saying yes. “Okay, then. You might want to pick
