Click.
The nun who had stepped out of the private prayer room paused, glancing back at the door. A shallow breath escaped her before she resumed walking.
As she moved down the corridor, she spotted a little girl heading toward her, with the silver-eyed man following behind.
"Mother~!" the little girl called cheerfully, waving.
The nun smiled softly and ruffled the girl's hair as she hugged her tightly.
"It seems the two of you were together," she hummed, lifting her gaze to the silver-eyed man. "Did she give you another headache, Roth?"
Roth shook his head.
"I told you to scold her if necessary," the nun chuckled warmly. "Still, thank you for looking out for her. She can be quite a handful."
"Not at all, Mother," Roth replied, lowering his head. "I'll return to my post."
The nun nodded and watched him turn on his heel. After he had taken a few steps, she noticed the little girl smiling.
"Roth," she called.
He paused mid-step.
