"And on what grounds can you justify your previous statement,"
Kais smirked before picking up another stone, "You should inflect your voice when you ask questions. It gives people an involuntary snap like a notification ring to allow for response techniques to gear up,"
"I have reiterated this same question many times before,"
"Every situation covers a different setup, Josephine. I am preparing you for future conversations with people whom may struggle recognizing a question asked without intonation. I can understand because I am Kais. They wouldn't..."
Kais failed to retain Jo's concentration. When she casually looked to her left, she took an interest in a man slinging a plastic bag thrice the size of his head over his shoulder while pushing a stroller in front. It turned out to be a double-stroller; not that Jo had properly seen it but she could pick out two distinctive voice sources from the people crammed arch bridge making hysterically loud wails. It also helped that almost every head turned momentarily to look at the father for no more than a second; creating a sudden lapse in the typical Sunday evening ambiance which somewhat inclined any moving person to focus on this very particular man to see how he would choose to respond to a socially not so favorable situation.
But the man did not make any attempt to silence his children and chose to remain on the arched bridge, oblivious to any form of message by strong eye contact. Then, people tried to figure out what he had transfixed beneath his gaze for so long. Kais by now had too taken notice of the sudden hot attention spurrer within their neighborhood park.
"That man seemed to be standing dead still. Not moving at all,"
"Probably. Hence the silent commotion,"
Two women approached him from different angles, attempting conversation. Still no sign of movement from the man except of that, his still stature. The women then resorted to kneeling at the feet of the stroller, calming the children.
"I have my suspicions," Jo suddenly said.
"Mmm. Speak your mind,"
"That the man either wants to escape from reality or is lost in it,"
Kais did not speak for a while.
"Probably."
Jo tried to relocate the spot where Kais's first rock sank.
"In this case, it's better to know less,"
