Mason Carter seemed to half understand.
"Little Mason! Come over, we're leaving!" Someone called out from backstage.
Mason Carter responded loudly, "Coming!"
He wrenched his hand from Sophia Carter's grasp, saying, "I have to go."
"My name is Sophia Carter, did you remember?" she said.
Mason Carter's hurried footsteps paused for a moment as he turned back to look at the peculiar elder sister with bewilderment.
His thoughts were simple, and although he was curious, he didn't wish to ponder its meaning too deeply; even if he tried, his intellect wouldn't be able to figure it out.
He flashed her a bright and brilliant smile and said clearly, "Remembered! Sophia Carter!"
When Mason Carter returned backstage, someone teased him, "Hey, Little Mason, silly as you are, you're quite a ladies' man. Who was that beauty just now?"
Mason Carter, completely oblivious to the malice in their words, chuckled and boisterously replied, "Sophia Carter!"
