Dragoncrest Cliffs why the hell the law wanna press me?

Coming up from behind his sœur, Thibault’s brows were furrowed roughly. A slump on his lips, he asked the next question once cousin Chani emerged from rough waves.
Miette was right. What the hell only took half?
More importantly, he concerned with his chin quirking up, “Qu'est-ce que c'est?”