After a few minutes, Lyn turned around and saw Kazuya with his head low. He appeared to be guilty about what just happened. So she carefully made her way back over to him. Slowly she got closer and closer until her back hit his. Lyn did not face him directly; she just sat in a way where she could still feel his warmth. Kazuya grabbed hold of her hand, and Lyn sighed.
She didn't feel as though she could stand anymore. "Are you alright? Well, I suppose I have no right to ask that, do I?" Kazuya mumbled.
"Kazuya?"
Kazuya flashed a somewhat weak smile and slowly sat down. His broad back touched hers. It was warm. "My hands are trembling again. I'm pathetic. But this always happens whenever I fight."
"I don't think you're pathetic. Whenever you fight, you save the innocent bystanders," Lyn nodded. This time around, too, there were people in the surroundings.
"It's all because of you."
