Ara lifted her head from Hamon's shoulder to study his face. This was the first time she looked at him since he started speaking about his father. He did not look as aggressive as she'd expected, but she could sense a pang of hidden grief and regret behind his smooth veneer. To him, pretending to be fine may be better than crying, but she was more saddened to see him suffer silently.
She knew he held regret for not speaking to his father before he passed away.
"Hamon, you really don't have to put up a facade...just like I've said before, it's alright to cry if you're sad, it will make you feel much better than holding it in." She assured him softly, then added, "And if you have things to say to father, we can still visit his grave when we return."
