"You never asked stupid questions like that in the past." Louis looked at Mag with a peculiar expression before taking a glance at the final assassin to fall.
"Perhaps I've changed after becoming a father." Mag shrugged as he stowed away his longsword. He tore a strip off his clothes to bandage up the wound on his arm, then tore off another large strip, and tied it around Louis' bleeding leg.
"That's true. Children really do have a way of transforming you." Louis nodded in agreement. Even as his wound was being bandaged up, his brows never furrowed even in the slightest.
The rain was still falling, covering up all other sounds, and the blood from the battle was quickly washed away.
Mag bandaged up Louis' wound before standing up, and they both smiled as they looked at each other.
