"So you're scared?"
She hesitated for a moment, finally nodding.
She was afraid of bringing calamity to him; she liked this person very much and didn't want to see him hurt by misfortune.
Otherwise, how would she face him in the future?
She felt she couldn't stay here with any self-respect, only run away to the deep mountains, where the mountains could gather her bones, and solitude was her destined fate.
But humans cannot understand each other; Roman had an impulse to punch her.
This was a kind of weakness, a kind of evasion.
Roman didn't like that.
Everyone can be weak, everyone can evade.
But his Angel Envoy cannot.
He had decided that she was to be his support; how was a weak Angel Envoy to face the storms in the future?
Roman thought for a long time and realized he had neglected Gwivelle's thoughts; he couldn't ignore them anymore.
So he said, "Do you want to go on like this forever?"
