After her bath, Angela reached for the towel, drying herself before stepping out. She thought he had left already, but there he was, leaning against the wall near the door, watching her quietly.
For a second a smile tried to break through, but she quickly buried it beneath a frown and turned away, slipping into her clothes. Taros was gone. That surprised her more than she thought it would. He could have at least said goodbye.
She dressed in silence, slipped on her wig, and together they stepped out. The night air pressed down on them as they made their way toward the quarters. Halfway there, Kaito finally spoke, breaking the silence.
"I want to apologise for earlier. I shouldn't have stopped you from coming. It's your choice… only you can decide that."
Angela turned her head to look at him, her brows pulling together in disbelief. Was this really coming from him? Or had he lost his mind somewhere along the way?
