Richard fixed his eyes on Adela's face. Her clothes were dry since she was a flame sorceress, but she didn't take off his coat. Even though Richard smiled when he saw it, he also felt anxious because of her sad expression. Adela was facing Richard, who could now comprehend what she wanted as her backside was toward him. He thought he could comfort Adela as he stared at her. Richard inhaled deeply, believing he could pull it off. He cautiously raised his head and noticed that his pulse quickened as he reached out to touch Adela. However, he eventually gathered the confidence to touch Adela. He placed a hand on her shoulder.
"Hah!".
