The quiet sobs of the weeping girl fill the night for about an hour. Like a tiny hole in a dam that slowly got bigger, the hands that are hugging his body got even tighter, and the weeping voice slowly became a loud cry.
Lyan swiftly put a sound barrier surrounding the two sleeping beauties, and let the girl that heart is flooded with suppressed tears to let out all of the things she suppressed all through the years.
At the time the cry subsided, she flinched for a moment before burying her head in Lyan's chest and covering her head with the blanket.
(Heh. Did she get embarrassed? What a cute one) (Lyan)
Lyan continues his embrace and the stroking of her hair. She must have regained her composure, but since she didn't try to get away from his hands, she must have accepted him already.
"Um," (Alice)
What appeared is not the cute voice that he heard when she cried before, but it's her usual indifferent tone.
