"H-Huh?" Zeruel's eyes widened in shock as she beheld the sudden manifestation of the Guardian. She knew I had no such skill, so witnessing this display left her utterly dumbfounded. "Why are you...?"
"Zeruel," I interjected, my tone firm. "I want to propose a compromise."
"A compromise?"
"Yes," I affirmed. "I can assist you with your issues concerning your mother. I can even provide aid in searching for a cure for her illness. I have skilled individuals under my command whom I can direct to aid in the search."
Zeruel stared at me in shock, her disbelief evident. It was understandable; there was no way I should have known about her mother's illness or her financial struggles. She must have been thinking I was some kind of stalker, especially after my confession to her and admitting my feelings.
