"Expressions like what…?" Rui raised an eyebrow with a wry smile.
"Expressions of the agony of love," she remarked with a knowing tone, before beckoning him to give her Ria.
Rui stiffened. "…we don't want to."
Amare's eyebrows knitted with dubious amusement. "She's my daughter too, you know? I carried her for months and delivered her in a traumatizing process. I deserve to hold her as well."
"You had her nine months, now it's our turn."
"Wha—" She laughed with surprise as if seeing Rui in a new light for the first time. "Look, she just woke up. I need to feed her."
Rui's expression grew troubled. "Our arms… seem unwilling to let go. It seems that while our mind agrees with you, our soul does not wish to let go. It seems our body consciousness concurs."
"…"
