"So, no wonder you were awake when I came that night; you didn't actually sleep at all, did you?"
"Well, maybe I shouldn't have acted on my own? I was just... a little worried that if I told you the prophecy, it might affect your decisions. It's such a terrifying prophecy... Especially since I realized that I might never see you again, which kept me awake all night."
"...It seems we really are suited to be married, in many ways."
Fisher smiled as he watched his visibly thinning body and said something that left Valentina somewhat perplexed.
The body, originally at the Thirteen Rank, shriveled under the oppression of Death, like a balloon losing air, becoming weak and frail.
Death hadn't spared him, yet this once terrifying reality was gradually dispelled in the sincere words of the girl beside him, leaving Fisher with a sense of indifference.
