Why did he even agreed to do this again? Where he could try to do something even more logical?
...Well, because so far, using his logic didn't bring him anywhere in particular.
Ace, like always, was never the most enthusiastic person. So when Zed had invited him to come along, there was the part inside him that was still reluctant to do so. The conflict in his mind collided against each other for a short time, only for the positive part to win that out significantly. Hence why he was now following Zed.
Without asking more question, even. He, indeed, still had tons of question regarding Zed, if not this Cape Beryl in general. But that could wait for later, for he knew that Zed probably wouldn't able to provide him with the answer that he had sought. This Harvest Sprites that Zed had told him were probably the one that could shower them with the clear and perhaps, tender answers.
With that in mind, Ace made his beeline elegantly, following the source of clear water alongside the other man. At least until they had stumbled into the rough plains. The place, for the lack of better terms, was rather different from what they had walked through. It was not a bad thing, of course. The plum trees were interesting to gaze on its unique way.
"Indeed this is," he paused, his gaze was now scanning the whole area in general. In any other situation, he would like to make somewhat witty comment about where did the fishing pole in that corner came from. Though, this was barely the time and place for sightseeing. "I still fail to see of what should we do here, however."
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...Well, because so far, using his logic didn't bring him anywhere in particular.
Ace, like always, was never the most enthusiastic person. So when Zed had invited him to come along, there was the part inside him that was still reluctant to do so. The conflict in his mind collided against each other for a short time, only for the positive part to win that out significantly. Hence why he was now following Zed.
Without asking more question, even. He, indeed, still had tons of question regarding Zed, if not this Cape Beryl in general. But that could wait for later, for he knew that Zed probably wouldn't able to provide him with the answer that he had sought. This Harvest Sprites that Zed had told him were probably the one that could shower them with the clear and perhaps, tender answers.
With that in mind, Ace made his beeline elegantly, following the source of clear water alongside the other man. At least until they had stumbled into the rough plains. The place, for the lack of better terms, was rather different from what they had walked through. It was not a bad thing, of course. The plum trees were interesting to gaze on its unique way.
"Indeed this is," he paused, his gaze was now scanning the whole area in general. In any other situation, he would like to make somewhat witty comment about where did the fishing pole in that corner came from. Though, this was barely the time and place for sightseeing. "I still fail to see of what should we do here, however."