Mashima gathers the empty cup and goes to the door. Sujato nods his head in response, knowing well that she is actually taking leave of them. Icy silence surges back burying everything in its fold. Almost inaudibly, Suranya whispers, 'The scale is never even, Sujato. One side should weigh more.
Somebody is the lord, the boss.
You talk nonsense. Suranya sounds almost prophetic in her announcement. Sujato sits wordless before her. Suranya stares at him as if the final word has been uttered. Sujato steps into the murky lane.