Hana sighed deeply knowing at that moment she's only mature person there.
"Why is Dad acting like a weird adult… and why is the drunk lady acting weird too…?"
Both of us stared at the floating window for a moment.
"Wait…" I muttered, slowly turning toward Seorin.
"We're supposed to survive… not… play around."
Seorin nodded immediately casually.
"Yeah. Yeah… of course. Survival first. Sure."
We both quietly walked a few steps away from Hana—
Then I glanced back.
Hana was now sitting on the cold black ground, staring at the glowing skill list with complete focus, lips slightly parted like she was reading the most important book in the universe.
Meanwhile…
Seorin and I stood behind her… and continued arguing anyway.
"Agh! I'm telling you," she whispered dramatically, "Snack Detection is strategically valuable."
"It's essential," she added, crossing her arms, and letting out a soft huff. "What if we're starving? Boom. Chips detected. Survival secured."
