"That is a nice hunt!" Roger put on a comfy expression, as if she was a melting marshmallow that was more cheery-looking than a cinnamon bun.
Horus, on the other hand, seemed to be liking her new trinket. If I were to put Roger and her side by side, it would look like a two pair of siblings who had met Santa on their way home.
"Fufufu, I got new gears," Horus muttered.
As for Licarus, he seemed to be in the middle of the boundaries in-between contentment and suspicion. Maybe add a little bit of confusion into that mix. For someone who was probably having a hard time communicating with people, he didn't expect any kind of treatment that included a free weapon after meeting with the Faust.
And as for why I went all the way to do something like this, it was merely the efficient choices that I could grab.
X rarely does anything like this. If he did, it meant that something grandiose would happen in the future. All of it would be tied with this kid in one way or another.
