Sania’s POV
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We spend almost the entire day in the room. Mostly, we sleep. Then I fly beyond the window for quite some time while Darilus watches me. He talks to me. Asks me stuff. And I answer yes or no.
He asks about my favorite color. Then he tries to guess with all the colors he can think of while I honk once for yes or honk twice for no. I have two favorite colors. Black and gold. After that, he asks about my favorite food, music, and many more. He seems to enjoy playing the guessing game. I enjoy it too. Because my inability to say things indirectly makes our time feel longer together.
I just dislike that I can’t ask him anything back.
Sometime in the evening, Anita finally tells Darilus about Melody. And she also cutely begs him not to punish me because I helped her. I hear al
