Mr Light let out a short laugh and lifted one hand toward the far side of the balcony.
As he walked down, he called for the young man, "Olive."
Olive, who had been standing near the corner, stiffened. For a brief moment he remained where he was, his shoulders drawn tight, before he walked over.
Gesturing between Olive and Fei Ming, Light's mood brightened. "You two already know each other," he said with a relaxed tone. "That makes things easier. Olive, show him around."
Olive stopped a few steps away from Fei Ming. Eyes flickering toward him, he looked back toward the training yard below, then later fixing his gaze at Fateless.
"…Hi," Olive muttered.
Then he turned his body away again, walking off immediately.
"Bye."
Blinking twice in surprise, Light lifted a hand after him. "Olive," he called again. "You two got along in the Carnival game. Where are you going?"
Olive waved without turning around. "Can't. Someone needs me."
"Who?" asked Light.
