"For coming late."
Grace stared at him as she just finished landing the hit. It felt good to hold someone reliable even though he had nothing to do with what happened to her, nor he had any respobsility towards her. Yet, she felt warmth surrounding her cold heart when she got to know that he came to her that day... even if he was late.
"Grace, I-"
"Did you bury me at least?" She asked. Considering it was during apocalypse, getting buried after death was considered a luxury. But the thought of her body being handled in any other way was terrifying. Even though she asked such a sensitive question, her voice and expression were devoid of any feelings.
Davian was silent for a moment and just stared at her before he shook his head in a negative response. "I didn't." Before she could have started feeling sad over his answer, he added, "But I blew up that entire base with the two of us inside. I killed every single one of your murderers."
