<div style="text-align: justify;">Melinda was a little startled by the way Dalindme's mouth snapped shut. It was a little bit scary for her, she had to admit. And at the same time, she had to admit that he didn't feel like a threat to her. Hearing his word, Melinda frowned. It was so strange that she had to think hard to even try. "£μ§°...?", she tried, speaking in a much slower pace than Dalindme. She frowned again. It was clear in her amethyst-colored eyes that she did not quite understand the meaning of the word.<br/><br/>Melinda sighed in frustration. She could now imagine how Dalindme felt in having her say those strange words and expect him to repeat them. It was indeed frustrating, and what seemed so easy for her was clearly not that easy for him.<br/><br/>With another sigh, she took another bite of the apple, looking at Dalindme to his reaction to the sound she made when she bit it.</div>