Hannah noticed Golden Lotus's concern and took a chair to sit by its side, gazing at the stars outside together, "The injury Star Cassia has sustained is too severe, it needs to be dealt with."
"Is it just because of this?" Golden Lotus sat down and scratched its ear with its hind paw.
It was actually quite clever, at least able to guess a bit of what its master was thinking.
Hannah was looking at the distant blue planet outside the window, enshrouded in what looked like scattered clouds, ethereal, beautiful, and mysterious.
"I also want to see what Arnold Simmons's homeland is like."
Home, homeland, people inevitably have a place of origin, a sense of belonging.
Golden Lotus had overheard Hannah's conversation with that man and with its not so bright little brain could roughly grasp Arnold Simmons's identity.
Although it didn't know what had happened, it could see that its master liked that man.
What is the affection between people?
Golden Lotus didn't know.
