Sonia shuddered and murmured, "True love..."
"Yes, lovers should support each other, through thick and thin..."
"If one runs away and leaves the other behind in danger, can that still be called love!?"
Ash was very moved, "I'm glad you understand..."
"So, let's break up," Sonia sighed. "That way we're no longer lovers, and I can abandon you with a clear conscience. Ah, such a fleeting love, I'll miss you, the knight whose name I still don't know to this day."
Ash was so angry he couldn't say a word, but it didn't matter, for he was quickly embraced in a warm hug, his neck circled by jade arms, and his head once again resting on that intoxicating tender warmth—
"Can we answer the question now?"
Denzel's flat voice instantly made Ash serious, "Yes, I hate it when people engage in small talk while I'm trying to work. Let's end this cabin journey quickly."
