They held each other for a while, and then Lylia came out of the kitchen and softly cleared her throat. "I apologize for interrupting your romantic date, but it's getting late, and some of us need to wake up early tomorrow."
"O-Oh! R-Right," Marina said, pulling back but still holding Greg's hand. "Thanks again, Lylia... for everything."
Lylia smiled a little and said, "It's my turn next."
"And it seems like I'm thinking of something more casual."
"How about a walk in the woods and having a picnic by the stream?"
Marina agreed, "That sounds perfect for you."
"Greg, you're going out with Lylia next week, and there are no excuses to not go!"
Greg looked at Lylia and said, "Yeah, yeah, yeah... no excuses. I promise."
...
The next few days followed a strange but comfortable pattern. Greg spent his mornings in the workshop, where he wanted to make things again.
The Calamity battle had brought out new skills and abilities in him that he was still learning how to use.
