Bro, what! He has a Quintillion?

"Your time is about running out."

Alves and Akulia were travelling through the forest which led to the lake. There was no word spoken by either of them. But it was quite obvious that there was a lot going on in Alves' mind. It was scribbled on his face.

Akulia didn't for once look at him either. His attention was to the front. Alves was behind, Akulia at the front. Alves couldn't really tell which ought to come first.

The prolonged silence went on for a while. And after a while, they cohld see the lake in an eye shot.

Alves stopped walking all of a sudden. As though something quite urgent just hit him. Akulia heard the halt and stopped too.

"Do you have any concerns?"

Akulia asked before Alves could say the words. It was as though, Alves was trying to sort the words and think the thoughts through before making words of them.

"What if Grandma suddenly asks of me? What would be your response?"

Alves asked with such straight face that could poke a hole in Akulia's mind. Akulia was silent for a while as though he was