Cinders had half-expected Lightchaser to snap back with her usual sharp tongue, to declare in that arrogant way that she bore no responsibility for anyone else's life. Even a few cutting jabs, like "Too many people got stuck in the Lightchaser moment already, one more won't matter," would have sufficed.
But Lightchaser said nothing. She simply stood there in silence. She knew she shouldn't say sorry, but she didn't know what else to say.
The questions about GodDraw77 left Cinders speechless, and seeing Lightchaser clutch her daggers with that uncertain expression, she couldn't even find the words.
The broad sword touched the ground with a soft clang, and Cinders lowered her voice. "If you see me as a friend, then give it your all."
The mention of battle seemed to relax Lightchaser instantly. The daggers twirled in her hands, and she said solemnly, "Of course."
