"..."
Luhier's body stiffened almost imperceptibly, the fingers cupping his cheek slightly tightened, chilly fingertips sinking into his warm skin.
The black wings on her back, those always folded wings, the feathers at the very edge, trembled lightly, almost imperceptibly.
"Don't be so quick to refute."
Herbert spoke first, his voice softened, gently soothing, "I haven't finished talking yet. Rebellion and gentleness, these two elements within you don't conflict. In fact, they can be seen as two sides of the same coin."
"Just like myself, though I sometimes appear kind, it doesn't hinder my heart from being cold at times, this too isn't a conflict."
"Just like—"
His gaze swept across the souls of the choir around the Sanctuary, almost merging with the shadows, saying mischievously, "Like how you didn't completely eliminate the soul fragments of those guys at the beginning, is it because you couldn't do it?"
Soul Atmosphere Group: ???
Are you crazy?
