"I wouldn't have minded it. A peaceful life that is."
It felt like the unreal was real. When Han looked at the hunched posture of Timothy, the bitterness and sting of pain was evident. He couldn't help but feel sorry for them. What exactly had he been thinking? This guy's mother had just died in their village and he decided to adopt them like some kind of pet and drag them along for their adventure?
How callous could Han be?
And yet he couldn't just approach them and give them a pat on the back could they? That would be awkward. Han opted out for something else instead. Although he had cleared out his inventory as projectiles when fighting the Colossal Wyvern, he had ensured that this one would be safe.
"Yeah. A peaceful life is what anybody of us would have wanted." Did he truly believe that? He wasn't sure on that but still Han reached out into the inventory in the air and procured the specific item into his hands.
[ Timothy's Memento ]
