His arms stop in mid-air from the command.
"Kyrie!" Ian tears up, and he pushes up his body along with the one that is leaning against him.
"Dummy… I am not going to die from this…"
Ian looks at Kyrie, whose cheeks blush red. His eyes are brimming with tears as Kyrie's side of the head weakly leans on his shoulder. Kyrie closes his eyes and buries his face on Ian's neck. The effects of the slime are kicking in.
Erebus lets go of Phanes after she strongly flings a couple of times for him to loosen up his grip. Her eyes tear up. She runs over to Kyrie and Ian.
Ian can feel that Kyrie is burning up from their skinship. Kyrie moves to uncover his eyes buried on Ian's neck. Looking at the kind goddess's eyes turning red, Kyrie lets out a smile.
"You don't have to involve yourself. I have suppressed the effects enough with light magic that the effects won't cloud my mind. I just need time so that they go away."
