Saku frowned worriedly, and cast a worried glance over her shoulder toward the other occupants of the room.
After a few more moments of just silently staring, the carmel-haired sorceress looked back toward her father.
He wasn't looking anyone in the eye. Not even Saku, and that really worried her to her very core.
"Hii?" she whispered, placing both hands on either side of his face and lifting his chin. "C'mon. Talk to me, Hii." Saku tearfully pleaded with her father, begging with only her eyes in an attempt to get him to respond to her silent pleas.
It was silent for a few more fleeting moments before Eriol's teary, red-rimmed, sapphire blue eyes met the worried emerald green ones of his daughter.
"Saku, I-I-I…" Eriol stammered over his own words again, just like he had done the previous evening after Saku had first dumped all of this on him.
Saku was about to open her mouth to speak, but another voice, an icy cold voice, spoke first before she could.
"What is the meaning of this, Clow?" Yue all but growled, his tone as frigid as the arctic ocean. "You never answered my question. Why go through all the trouble of having us choose another master if you were just going to reincarnate?" he glared directly at Eriol, his icy-blue eyes boring holes into the back of the dark mage's head like sharp daggers .
Eriol's gaze lowered toward the floor, and he flinched backwords, trying to get as far away from the silver-haired Moon guardian as was physickly possible.
Saku stood up, and faced the other occupants of the room, casting a calm, yet spiteful glare directed at each and every one of them.
"That is quite enough, Yue-san. From all of you, just stop talking." The carmel-haired sorceress snapped angrily. "Eriol-kun still needs to finish his explanation from earlier. So, please, shut up and keep your negative thoughts to yourself for a few moments longer, okay?" Saku asked them pleadingly.
The room went icily still after Saku had finished speaking. Not even Yue-san himself dared to even open his mouth to try and crack the tension in the air.
After a few more moments of silence had passed by with nnone of the occupants of the room saying a word, Saku decided to be the one to break the ice.
"Okay, here is what is going to happen: You are all going to sit down, shut your mouths, and hold all of your questions until everything has been explained, any remaining loose ends have been tied up, and the whole entire story has been told." Sakura's voice was low, cold, and dangerously clipped. To everyone else's ears: It almost sounded like Saku was speaking in such a way that her voice came out sounding icily-cold. "Do you understand?" the carmel-haired sorceress practically growled, her normally soft and gentle voice now sounded far too similar to Yue-san's own that it sent a stab of icy fear down their spines.
Eriol was the first to regain the ability to speak. The blue haired mage then looked toward his daughter with a pensive look.
"Shall we continue from where we left off?" the dark mage asked quietly, his sapphire blue eyes glinting softly in the light.
The carmel-haired sorceress nodded her head in silent agreement, before turning her emerald green gaze once more upon her friends and Guardians.
Eriol sighed softly and clasped his hands together anxiously in his lap.
"So, am I correct in assuming that we should start explanations from the aftermath of mine and Saku's battle?" the dark mage quietly asked the other occupants of the room.
Nobody answered the dark mage's softly spoken question.
But then, out of the corner of his eye, Eriol caught his daughter staring up at him with a calm, encouraging, gleam lighting up in her emerald green eyes and showing in her caml, gentle, and very Clow Reed like smile that she cast his way.