"... B… Ber… Berry?"
Placing a hand on the nearby crates, Tiberius propped himself up. His legs nearly gave out. But his eyes were still locked onto that man's back. "... B … Bil?"
"What's wrong, Berry?" Finally, the man turned around and shared a beaming grin. "Are you okay? I didn't think you'd go senile so young–"
"BIL!!?"
The next instant, Tiberius's arms were clinging to Bil's back and his face was buried in Bil's shoulder. "BIL! BIL IT'S YOU! WHY? … What!?
"Shhh… I'm right next to you. There's no need to shout–"
"BIL!!!" Getting louder than ever, Tiberius gripped Bil's shoulders and stared into the man's flaming eyes. "... You… You actually… You actually pulled it off…"
Bil sighed without a word, offering a slow nod.
"You… You really did it?!"
"Calm down, or at least quiet down!" laughed Bil, letting Tiberius embrace him anew and douse his shoulder in tears. "There, there… I'm here. I'm really here."
