"HI."
Damien stood up. "Hey," he said in return. It surprised him to see Yuki there, at the gate. After perhaps half a minute, Damien added, "Sorry I kept you waiting." He lost track of time, like always.
"It's alright." There was a pause. Yuki stared at Damien, and she gave him a sad smile. Her amber eyes looked into his, gentle enough and with sincere concern when she asked, "Aren't you cold?"
For the first time, she's genuinely worried about this demon.
Damien hasn't changed into his second attire for the wedding after-party. And he dressed in thin clothing, with only a blazer, to keep himself warm. Not even a winter coat on. Yuki believed Damien went straight to see his mother and sister after the vicar gave his blessing.
That was an unfamiliar sight of him she never knew of; a filial son and a kind brother.
