Angeal had arrived at home. The moment she came to the lobby, Gladios who was having his afternoon tea with Martha was quite surprised to see her home early without her friends.
"Dear, what's wrong," he asked, making Angeal approach him and plant a kiss on her sweet grandfather's cheek.
"Nothing's wrong, Pops," she said then she smiled to not make him worry. "I just feel tired and I want to be home while I wait for them," she added, making Gladios tuck some of her hair behind her ear.
"Is that so," he questioned, making Angeal nod. "Okay then. Have a nap and I'll call you when your friends are here," he added and then he gave a piece of paper to Angeal. "Before you go to your room, can you please give this to Ivar or Gwen? They are upstairs, dear."
"Okay," she agreed and when Angeal was about to walk up the stairs, she stopped in her tracks when she heard two familiar voices.
"Hello, gramps!"
