‘You probably have time to relax now’, Shin thought.
“Shin, you’re warm.”
“Is it cold?”
“I don’t mean that.”
‘I know’, he muttered in his mind, and threw another branch on the fire.
*Pop* sounds and the noise of branches split open were heard. Shin was not that thickheaded to be mistaken on the meaning of this situation.
Was this the original Rionne? Shin couldn’t arrive to a conclusion. Where was her usual spirited mood?
“Sleep soon, we will keep on running tomorrow. Don’t reserve the fatigue.”
“Muu, it can’t be helped. Or I have to wait for the next opportunity?”
“Vacate such thinking until we pull completely through the ‘Flood’.”
Shin, who took out a mantle, wrapped up Rionne, and warned her for formality’s sake.
Rionne probably would understand that. Somehow, she took a rest well.