Is it routine?
Or a special arrangement after something out of the ordinary?
If it's the former, that's easy to explain.
If it's the latter, Jason's nerves began to tense up.
Especially when he noticed that after boarding the train, Samen hadn't said a word and seemed deep in thought.
Thud, thud thud.
Jason lightly tapped the coffee table in front of him three times.
Immediately, Samen was startled awake.
Raising his head to look at Jason staring at him, Samen immediately showed an apologetic smile.
"Sorry, Mr. Jason."
"I just got lost in thought."
Samen apologized.
"Why did you get distracted?"
Jason straightforwardly followed up.
Such questioning seemed aggressive, extremely impolite, but Samen showed no anger; on the contrary, the official in charge of Lorde's 'Mystical Side' gave a wry smile.
"I'm afraid we've run into trouble."
Samen said in a lowered voice.
Nearby, Taniel, holding a drink and sinking deep into the couch, showed an unsurprised expression.
