She looked up at Silas, who had regained his composure and was watching her intently.
"Did you feel it too?" he asked quietly.
Ivy nodded.
"I feel like I've lost some memories from my past life," she admitted softly. "They're there… but unclear."
Silas lowered his head and hugged her tightly.
"Whatever it is," he murmured, "we'll uncover it together."
Ivy nodded against his chest.
Silas continued,
"For now, that force doesn't seem hostile. Everything it's guided us toward has helped, not harmed us."
She nodded again.
"But if it ever tries to hurt you," Silas added calmly, "I'll deal with it."
Ivy stayed silent while Silas fell into thought.
He had sensed subtle manipulation before, yet he had never resisted it. Deep down, he knew it wasn't meant to harm them.
Then Ivy suddenly spoke, "We found iron."
Silas smiled faintly. "That's good."
He knew that this was Ivy's attempt to change the topic and reduce the discomfort.
After a pause, he added,
