
Patricia was shocked when she heard such a remark from this big man, she did not expect to hear anything she did not want to hear.
"You're not lying, are you?" The despairing roar began to appear again there was the face of the girl, as if not believing what she had heard earlier.
Brock shook his head, a sign that he said 'no, the thing I said is true', Brock can no longer explain anything about this incident other than by using his body language; he was out of words.
Patricia looked back at the sleepy Danny, his condition was calm and it felt if awaited Danny might wake up again.
But does all that mean if he has to wait for the impossible to happen?
"No-can't be ...."
Patricia dropped the flute she was playing with, and it broke when it collided with the ground.
"Yahoo!"
Patricia fell down while holding her own head; this was too much for her, she did not expect to lose someone she truly believed in.
Drops of rainwater trickled back from the sky, just as Patricia began to shed tears of sadness that was even more poignant than earlier.
Vincent looked up at the sky again, he felt this strange event was repeated with the change in weather beyond reason as it had been before.
The clear weather gradually darkened again and began to drip rainwater from the sky; a very rapid weather change made by nature today.
Patricia fell to her knees sitting limp, the rain stubs began to fall down profusely; her current condition was more sad than her previous feelings, she said, because of his sadness he could no longer think about what he had to do again.
Brock, who saw the girl again grieving, could do nothing to comfort her back, was an inevitable feeling she had to feel because she knew the truth.
The clouds above the sky began to darken and get darker, now even the current atmosphere looks like an afternoon that is moving in the evening, when it should still be daytime.
Vincent who saw this oddity saw this girl named Patricia, it seems that he can draw conclusions from what he has noticed at this time; he suspects Patricia has a close relationship with nature until finally nature also knows how the condition and feelings at this time.
"Can .... I .. see Danny up close?" pinta Patricia to Brock who was standing.
"certain." Brock then placed Danny's body near the sitting Patricia, his head resting on the girl's thigh.
Brock stood back up, the girl bowed deeply enough, she could not tell how she was feeling at the moment but surely her feelings could not be felt by anyone but herself at this moment.
"Brocks! I feel like something is weird here!" Vincent began to be wary of this kind of atmosphere; the sky was rather dark and with heavy rainwater dripping down at this moment.
Brock was only focused on the girl to the point that he did not pay attention to the current circumstances surrounding her.
"Hey Brock! This kind of situation I think is going to get worse!" Vincent keeps trying to remind Brock of this strange situation.
From the sky are small flashes of clouds gathered there; the shining lights blocked by the clouds are occurring at this time.
Vincent, seeing this, became more convinced of his conjecture, with the clues he had seen before.
"Brocks! That girl can control the weather! We need to take cover now!"
"Brocks! We have to get away from him or we'll get the effect!" Vincent gets serious when he sees this unfriendly weather.
The silent Brock ignored what Vincent had said earlier; he wanted to comfort the girl but did not know how to do it.
"Sial Brock!" Vincent immediately came forward and holding the big hand of his friend, he took the friend away from the girl named Patricia and Danny.
"He-hey what are you doing Vincent!?"
"Shut up! I don't want to get hit by this lightning strike! Or even have to die here! That girl can weather!"
"W-what?" Brock finally came to his senses and clearly grasped what Vincent was trying to tell him from earlier.
Brock finally decides to run with Vincent. "Get your hands off! You think people are happy to see you holding my hand like this!?"
"Huh!? Sure was! I held your hand because you didn't respond to what I said!" Vincent takes his hand off Brock's hand, both of them running towards the trees, which are a bit far from Patricia and Danny.
The two of them hid behind a tree and watched the two of them at this moment.
"Where do you know that girl controls Vincent's weather?"
"I've been watching it since the weather started to change rapidly; of course I see it as an oddity I've seen all my life."
"You mean?" Brock still needs more explanation about what his friend said.
"I think his feelings are closely related to the weather that is currently taking place ...."
"What's? Her feelings?"
"Yes ... Brock did I realize when the girl stopped crying then the weather became very shady, the rain that had been quite heavy quickly changed to bright again ...."
Brock was a little concerned about the weather when talking to Patricia earlier, it was true what Vincent said; this unnatural weather change made anyone feel strange when they saw it.
"Despite that, are you really sure Patricia's a Vincent weatherman?"
"Let's Brock, I'm basing this on my own observation, just when he found out Danny was dead his happy feelings were sad again and the weather turned into this kind of heavy rain, even until the sky is dark and thunder is heard everywhere, do not forget the lightning that is now scattered in the sky at this time."
Brock looked at the current weather, thunder so loud it sounded interspersed with flashes of lightning lights that made one frightened when struck by it.
The big man did not see any discrepancy from the words of his friend, instead he saw all the things that his friend had said.
"I can't believe I trust you Vincent, in this case ...."
"Brock, even though I look like this don't underestimate my ability to analyze around; you know that sometimes appearances can be deceiving."
"It's up to you Vincent, then what are we going to do right now?"