Skyler let out a quiet 'Oh'.
"But I don't know you."
He waited patiently for the older man to reply, but the man only let out a chuckle.
"You're looking for your little friend, aren't you? She's in the room down the left alley."
Skyler blinked in surprise.
It made sense for the man to know who he was—he was famous, after all. But how did he know he was looking for someone?
Who was this person?
He frowned, letting out a tentative.
"Riruru?"
The man's purple eyes crinkled with quiet amusement, a soft smile lighting his face. He looked at him with such warmth, it felt like he were gazing at someone dear.
"Yes, Riruru. She's been quite upset lately. Perhaps that little one missed you."
Skyler's eyes lit up. He quickly set aside all the questions he had for the man, muttering a swift thank you as he hurried toward the direction the man had pointed out earlier.
Damien smiled at his retreating figure.
