With his half-lidded darkened golden orbs brimming with a foreboding portent, Hal only continues enfolding Eli's cold figure and sharing some of his body warmth with her, letting his emotions boil and stir into a deadly storm.
The coat he had given her earlier was no longer there. It probably got lost when the confrontation with the deceased villainess was taking place.
"Took you long enough, boy..."
At that, Hal lifts up his head again, only to find the magic mirror levitating right in front of him. Venus's dismayed, scowling frame is reflected on its surface, clearly displeased and disappointed.
"What happened?" he plainly muttered as he averted his gaze, voice low and a little brittle.
"Hm? What do you think?" she retorted with venom in her cold tone, lifting her brow apathetically.
