As they walked through the castle grounds, Alpheo couldn't help but notice the subtle unease in Clio's demeanor. His old comrade, normally steady and confident, seemed unusually stiff, his steps slower and his gaze occasionally darting to the ground. Sensing the awkwardness, Alpheo decided to address it directly.
"Something on your mind, Clio?" Alpheo asked, his voice casual but edged with curiosity.
Clio hesitated before answering, his tone measured. "No, everything's fine. I just... can't help feeling like I haven't done enough to deserve what you've given me."
Alpheo stopped and turned to face him, his expression calm but firm. "What I've given you?" He shook his head "Clio, this isn't some random gift. You've earned this. You've been the one standing guard over our best assets.You have done a fantastic job...''
