Retreating the hand at her original place Mary didn't know what to say. It seemed Sun had the same identical opinion of Mary about the world in general. The only thing they were different was only the culture they praticise that at last had the same ends with different means. Trying to change topic, she tried to do a small question that feared her, because suspecting that this could discomfort her friend: <<And what was your… inner sadness?>>.
