Reflected upon the bedroom window nearby were the profiles of Talia and Hyperion.
In their naturally cold eyes, the fluctuations of their emotions could not be concealed.
"Hyperion, I can't replace your real mother, and I don't understand how humans express their emotions at every given moment. I can only interpret them through the human logic I understand. Please, don't think I'm inept."
Talia murmured.
"Tata, sometimes you really are quite silly."
Hyperion smiled.
"..."
Talia looked at Hyperion in astonishment.
"You always worry you haven't done well even though you actually have, and with distance as well, worrying the other person might dislike you even though you're already so close."
Hyperion explained.
"Is that so?"
A glimpse of relief flashed in Talia's eyes, and a faint smile seemed to form on her lips.
"Yes."
Hyperion nodded in confirmation,
