He shook his head. Then, he turned towards her while scratching his cheek.
"I am sorry, Brunhilde…"
She flinched.
He shrugged and he chortled.
"I am sorry for making you worried every time I head out, Brunhilde…"
She understood why he apologized to her. She lowered her head and she shook her head. She wanted to say something but she was not sure what to say.
Expressing herself is her weakness.
He read her mind and he giggled.
"Well, just take the apology."
She felt uneasy, she asked him.
"Is that an order?"
"What the… order?…"
The Orpheus inside the dream could only bitterly laugh.
"I never ordered you to do anything. Just follow your heart and do what you want."
"My heart…"
She tilted her head. She seemed very puzzled by this unfamiliar term.
"Will master be happy if I do that?"
Orpheus froze up for a second because he hadn't anticipated this question but he quickly regained his cool and he sighed.
