"Not going to tell me?" Graham asked.

Palma stayed quiet.

"I see. Looks like I'm going to have to ask that boy you came with." Graham mumbled.

"Eh!?" Palma shouted. "W... Wait! I'll tell you."

She grabbed his goat to stop him from chasing after Latham.

"I... I lost track of time while training." She lied.

"Y... Yeah." She replied.

"Really?" Graham asked. He didn't believe a word she said.

"...Uh-huh." Palma replied. She gently scratched the back of her ear.

He stared at her for a while and then sighed.

"Alright. Wash up and come for dinner." He said. He patted her head.

"Yes, Father." She replied. She quickly ran to her tent to wash up.

A little while later, in the dining room tent...

After Palma entered the tent, she immediately sat down in her assigned seat.

"Ah! It's Palma!" Said a little voice. A little boy with curly brown messy hair came up to her.

"Hi Nill. Is this your first time attending the family dinner?" Palma asked. His hair bounced as she gently stroked it.

"Yeah!" He replied. "Do you always attent Palma?"

"Yes. I do. If i don't, my mother and father will be disappointed." She explained.

Nill stared at her, his grey blue eyes glued to her sad expression.

"You should probably go back to your seat now, Nill." She said. She gave an awkward gentle smile as she noticed he had been staring for a while now.

"Ok. See you later, Palma!" He said. He ran back to his seat on the other side of the table.

After the last few members entered the tent, everyone sat down to start the family dinner.