"Is it really fine to use this? I'm fine going back by bus or train," Senan looked up at the whirring helicopter across the field.
"It's fine. We're the ones who brought you here suddenly, so it's just manner to send you back safely," Bassena waved his hand dismissively. "It's almost dark already. When will you arrive if you use public transportation? Tomorrow?"
Senan glanced at Bassena, a subtle smile formed on his lips. Honestly, it was still rather hard for him to accept that his young master ended up in a relationship with someone growing up in the household that caused the demise of the young master's parents. But it was also this Vaski that got rid of those people, taking revenge when they couldn't.
What a convoluted fate. Senan sighed, looking at his young master's unmasked face. Without Zein needing to spell it, Senan knew Bassena was the one who helped Zein regain the courage to face the world without hiding anything.
