Tiana continued to sob while holding onto Kairos.
"Who will save me? I have nobody... nobody..."
Kairos felt like there were appropriate responses, ones that would toe around the truth and increase his probability of survival. However, he decided that he didn't really care all that much.
"I don't know. I honestly have no idea what you can do at this point."
Kairos found it a little difficult to do so but reached over to gently pat her head.
"To be honest, I don't even really understand how my mentality stabilized. So the only thing I can really say, is good luck."
Tiana was still crying, but gradually suppressed it. After a few moments, she had calmed down enough to speak.
"My father used to say that a lot... good luck."
Kairos blinked a few times, not sure why she was telling him this.
"I see."
He coughed.
"Sorry about that."
Tiana looked at him strangely.
"Sorry about what?"
Kairos furrowed his brows slightly, confused by how she suddenly became quite calm.
