Amon walked towards her and stood in front of her.
"Hello, Senior."
Selena gave him a small nod. "Hello, Amon… you look… really different."
"Yeah… my hair had grown, and I got some cuts."
She extended her hand and touched his cheek.
Amon flinched at her smooth touch.
"Hmm… let's sit inside the car. We can talk there." She pulled back her hand and sat inside the car.
Amon sat beside her. The servants closed the door as the car engine started.
"Do you want to go somewhere?" she asked Amon.
He replied to her, "Yes. I want to cure these cut marks on my face and body, if possible."
She nodded. "Okay. Got it." She turned forward and told the driver, "Take us to the temple."
Amon turned sideways to look at her. "Then—"
Before he could speak anything further, she moved and wrapped her arms around him, pulling him into a hug.
Amon was taken aback at first, but then relaxed in her arms. He wrapped his hands around her as well.
His cheek rested against her shoulder.
