This wasn't because he felt he was working on borrowed time, but rather because there was something even more important to him.
He walked toward Saru and Lilith who were still in a daze. Their expressions kept flickering between familiarity and confusion, as though they were looking at a stranger. They had hardly reacted before Dyon suddenly embraced the two of them, wrapping his arms around their slender waists.
He was so large in comparison that he completely enveloped them both, a soft sigh leaving his lips as he breathed in their familiar delicate fragrances.
Saru and Lilith felt frozen in the moment. In the last several decades, though they had teased Dyon many times, the amount of reciprocation they received was miniscule. This could almost be considered the first time he made any sort of romantic advances toward them.
"I'm sorry."
Dyon's voice entered their ears as his grip on them tightened.
