Alan Peccator Pov:
I don't know why, but the feeling of 'wrongness' doesn't dissipate. Alexander and I continue to roam the city, mainly to enjoy the street food, but I can't enjoy my meal no matter the case. Alexander notices it, but doesn't say much.
I can't even begin to explain to him, since he is also a God Beast, he should understand somewhat... But I can't bring myself to tell him something is off. It just feels so wrong.
"Damn it."
I curse, taking another bite of the meat skewer in my hands, but I can't enjoy it. It infuriates me greatly.
"What's gotten into you?"
Alexander finally asks, annoyed at my behavior. I can't blame him, I would be too. With a sigh, I explain about the sense of unease I've been feeling this entire time, and to his credit, he takes me seriously.
"Festul says you shouldn't ignore it."
Ah, of course, it's the wolf that takes me seriously. How touching. I sigh, as I question.
