"Sir, you really don't have to feel sad for us, as all of this was our own choice,"
Grace's tone was gentle as she once again embraced Helen's figure. Behind the thin, triple-layered drapes, surrounded by the Red Butterflies, the intimacy between them was extraordinary.
"We thought the story would continue this way, until one of us grew tired, or went along with all things toward ultimate death. But unexpectedly, you appeared,"
Shard was startled:
"Speaking of which, I'm curious, how did you find the Hamilton Detective Agency in Tobesk? That commission was clearly not meant for Detective Sparrow Hamilton, but for me, although I... was not the same as I am today."
"It wasn't us who found it, Miss Mana Feliana told us,"
Helen replied, her tone soothing as she touched her sister's earlobe:
