"I felt like you were being murdered inside that theater!" Doha exclaimed as they entered the cab, allowing Zeno to finally breathe in relief.
"You were so good that everyone hated your character," Eli chuckled. "But I agree to an extent. Those behind the barriers never helped you, so why would you? It's cruel, of course, since the people inside the mansion were inherently innocent. Still, all of you were victims of the system."
"This is why Eli is the smartest among us," Doha nodded, proud of his friend's analysis.
Eli scratched the back of his neck. "That was true before," he muttered to himself before glancing at Zeno. "I don't know about now, though."
Minji, on the other hand, was silent—in contrast to her usual nature. She stared out of the window with a thoughtful expression, her hand resting under her chin. Eli nudged her, snapping her back to reality.
"You alright?" he asked.
