Morgan did not know what had happened to the godfather.
After he spoke those words, there was just a momentary delay... as if he had attained some kind of enlightenment.
The hesitation and confusion on his face faded away, replaced by determination.
Pale flames emerged from the depths of his eyes, flowing over his features like liquid.
When the flames dissipated, the cracked "mask" was instantly healed.
But when he looked again at the godfather, Morgan subconsciously covered his mouth.
The tears she had just stopped, unconsciously fell again.
—Originally, she could distinguish very clearly.
The difference between Song Sparrow and the godfather was significant... although some of the other's instinctive habits were exactly like those of Song Sparrow, the other differences made her more alert to the fact that the two were not the same.
Yet now, his apologetic smile was almost identical to that of Song Sparrow.
"Sorry."
