Weight Of Secrets

“What’s the issue?” Ren poured himself a glass of rich red wine with Isadora following suite. “An interesting case has just popped up and I thought, why shouldn’t we solve it,” he shrugged, taking a sip from the glass. “We’re not detectives,” Minjae injected, annoyed by the suggestion. “Not everything needs our meddling.” “But we need the skills don’t we?” Ren asked with a knowing smirk. He swirled his glass around, his mind calculating and thoughtful. “I agree with Minjae,” Soljie said. “We will gain the skills when we need them. Until then we don’t have to worry about things that don’t concern us.” The only one who remained standing was Isadora. “What even was this investigation into?” Isadora asked, curiosity getting the better of her. “Glad you asked.”