"What are you saying? Have you forgotten the alternate realities you showed me when you still possessed the progenitor's original power?" Martin retorted, his voice laced with gentle teasing as he sought to lighten Yves's burden. "You helped me time and again. So if I'm returning the favor here in this reality, it's merely my way of repaying the debt I owe you."
Yves smiled bitterly at Martin's words, a shadow of gratitude flickering in his eyes.
"That's because... you... you're a fair person," he murmured, his voice tinged with admiration. "You always have been."
Martin chuckled softly, his hand reaching out to cup Yves's face in a tender gesture of reassurance. "And so are you, Ryley," he insisted, his gaze unwavering. "You've always strived to be just to everyone, even when you've faced injustice."
A heavy sigh escaped Martin's lips as he continued, his expression somber.
