I glance around the tavern while resting my arms on the table.
Waiting isn't really my specialty. Especially when there are so many unanswered questions floating around in my head.
The biggest one right now being about this Alfie guy. We don't know much about him compared to Eliza and even then, is he reliable?
Or are we just wasting another day chasing after someone who won't tell us anything useful?
The conversations around us continue as if we never entered the tavern in the first place.
One group cheers loudly after someone wins what appears to be some sort of card game while another argues over who landed the final blow against a monster.
For a second there... It almost doesn't feel like we're in the demon realm.
It just feels like another tavern full of adventurers trying to enjoy themselves after a long day.
"Hard to believe people can laugh like this," I mutter.
Aria looks towards me.
"What do you mean?" She questions.
