Tyr gently ruffled Meow's hair, enveloped her in his arms, restraining her to prevent movement, and then picked up his phone, opened the gallery, and showed her.
The girl in the photo was as beautiful as an angel fallen to earth, just missing a pair of wings behind her.
Every time Tyr saw Meow, he would marvel at how there could be such a wonderful girl in this world, untainted by earthly corruption, so good.
Yet because she was too good, Tyr always felt that no matter how he protected her or hid her, he couldn't conceal her.
Meow saw her dull expression in the photo and pouted, saying, "Ugh, it's too silly, delete it, delete it."
Meow tried to withdraw her hands, reaching out to grab the phone, but she simply couldn't.
Tyr deliberately teased her, shaking the phone in front of her, refusing to let her touch it.
Meow said, "Hate it, if you keep this up, I'll get mad."
Tyr leaned down and kissed her lips, "Not silly, I like it."
