After the events in the tenth district, Silas and Jin managed to escape with their lives, albeit just barely.
Both sustained injuries during the raid that required time to heal.
This was especially difficult for Jin, who was bedridden for at least two weeks.
Using not just his lightning but also his trump card had cost him dearly.
"There's no way! You're already 21… really?!" Silas asked in disbelief as he walked beside Jin.
The two were deep in an important conversation.
"Is it such a big problem that I haven't drunk that stuff yet?" Jin doubted Silas, who wanted to pay him back with a drink. Jin had never consumed alcohol up to this point.
"Of course it is! Have you ever been living?" Silas exclaimed.
"Silas, you're just an alcoholic. I don't know what else to tell you," Jin stated with a straight face. Silas's grin only widened, stretching from ear to ear.
