Yanael pondered on the Daughter of the Underworld's words for a few moments. As the Daughter of the Underworld, her words carried weight. She was the expert. But however she looked at it…
"I don't think what he feels is love, though?" She said doubtfully while looking at Jigak once again tearing apart Mierev.
Jigak was certainly going through a string of heavy, powerful emotions as he absorbed the nearby underworld energy and strengthened himself beyond his limit. But Yanael couldn't say she had ever seen him express love.
He had shown a lot of guilt, wrath, resentment, responsibility, and sadness on the Daughter's behalf. She had only interacted with Jigak for a few hours, but Yanael wouldn't say he loved the Daughter.
Neither would Jigak if he got the question. In his mind, love was a feeling between equals. He wasn't even worthy of expressing his adoration, forget feeling something as idealistic as love.
