Some words provide comfort simply upon being heard.
Especially for those who had experienced "Nightmare: Gallery," after witnessing the tragedy of Amos, Nigel's story struck a much deeper chord.
Both painters, both confronted with the limits of their own talents... Nigel's talents were even far inferior to those of Amos, but in the end, the two walked entirely different paths and arrived at starkly different destinies.
"So that's how it is..."
Annan nodded slightly, letting out a soft sigh.
He had finally understood where that strange feeling had come from.
The look in Nigel's eyes when he saw him... or rather, the way he looked at the Paper Princess through him, always felt somewhat familiar to Annan. It was only now that he finally remembered those were the same eyes with which Kafney had first looked at him.
"You are an impressive person, Nigel."
Annan praised, "You indeed deserve the title of a master."
"It's still early."
Nigel, however, shook his head.
