Just like what Heliot said, Lilou woke up not long after. She weakly opened her eyes, grunting as she pushed herself away from Samael's embrace. Meanwhile, Samael released her and watched her sit up while massaging her nape.
"Does it hurt?" he asked, and she turned her head to her with an arched brow. "I'm sorry. I had to do that."
Lilou blinked twice and glanced up, immediately getting a grasp they were inside a dungeon cell. "Husband, what's with that look? Does the guilt eats you up?"
"Yes." He nodded without a second hesitation, yet his voice was calm and collected. "Why you became like this is my fault and there's no one else I can blame but myself."
"Hah... why I turned like this?" Lilou chortled in ridicule while shaking her head. "Dear, do you hate this version of your wife so much?"
"No."
"You don't sound convinced."
