Talk...there were so many things we had to talk about and clear up because of this incident, but there was one thing that stood up in my list.
Once everyone left the room, there was a few seconds of silence between us. Before he could say anything, I turned myself to the side and clasped his cheeks hard. Hard enough to make whatever he wanted to say slid back to the back of his throat as he looked at me with slightly widened eyes.
Staring keenly into his bloodshot eyes, I spoke with a firm tone that I gained from absorbing the pure mana inside the amulet quickly. "It's not your fault."
I could see his eyes shaking slightly, and I could instantly imagine what kind of foul thoughts he had used to beat himself up for the past day while I was unconscious. I already heard them when I was pretending to sleep before, so I could guess--and I knew it would be even harsher this time.
