"So, I'm guessing you're the one who saved me, right?" A woman with heavy eyes appeared exhausted, having gone through the toll of blood loss. She sat on a hospital bed while glancing towards a man standing at some distance from her, before looking down at another young woman who was hugging her.
"Y-yes, mother... sob... D-Damien saved you," Emilia said, unable to control her tears. Seeing her mother awake, she tightened her hand around her, unwilling to let her go, as she had lost hope just like previously with what had happened to her father, but still her mother was able to survive.
"...I see," the woman was gazing at her daughter, sporting a tired smile as she lifted her hand to gently pat her daughter's head, then turned to face Damien, both of them sharing a moment of weariness. "Thank you for saving me, Sir Damien."
"It's my pleasure, Aunt Visana," Damien replied with a gentle smile.
