Khan kept care of Martha until she calmed down. She didn't take long to stop her tears, and their hug broke when they sat next to a wall.
"Sorry for being such a mess," Martha whispered as she left Khan's shoulder and wiped her eyes.
"I told you that it's fine," Khan reassured as he patted her head. "You shouldn't hold back, not with me at least."
"I didn't want to depend on others after everything that happened," Martha admitted while fixing her gaze on a random spot in front of her. "Though it feels nice to stop wearing a mask after so long."
"Masks are heavy," Khan sighed as he recalled his period in Ylaco's training camp.
"I'm glad that you don't lie as often as before," Martha stated as she tilted her head to shake off Khan's hand. "I can't say the same for your dumb side."
"I thought you liked that I made you laugh," Khan teased.
"Don't dig up the past now," Martha pouted. "You should focus on making your girlfriend laugh."
