Chapter 7: Subjectively Evil
The roofs were porcelain red shingles, the walls made of smooth beige stone, and the cobblestone streets twisted and turned, taking the people who moved through the town to quaint shops where they could pick up goods at opened windows. Danson and Keigo had told her that all towns weren’t like these, but for the first town of Nuut Wereld that she saw, Kiara thought it was pretty great. She loved how it contrasted with the steel jungle she was used to seeing, and how even the featureless stone possessed a life that no building in her hometown had. She loved how people seemed to know each other and how an unspoken trust allowed shop owners to sell things as they did, but she hated how soon she had to leave it, as she chased after Danson and Keigo down a dirt road. Much to her disappoint, her stay in the quiet town had been brief as the battle the two engaged in forced them to run away. They had barely said anything when it was time to take off, merely letting her know that it was because of whom they were, and while they promised to help her find a way home when she told them more about herself, they told her it was important that she trusted them first.