On one side, Lia was sitting on the bed and thinking about the things Raon had just said. On the other side, Raon, who felt released, tried getting up, but he slipped, yet he didn't fall to the ground.
He noticed a very thin sheet of ice below him as his face scrunched up due to the pain he felt after not getting a grip and falling again… onto tiny ice splinters that punctured through his skin, freezing the wound and not allowing even the blood to ooze out.
The ice sheet should have easily broken due to how thin it was, and that would have been the case if not for Lia supplying it with energy constantly.
While Raon thought that her antics, fights, quarrels, or tantrums had ended, Lia had different thoughts because it all didn't make much sense to her.
