Chapter 332 Night Owl Squad, Dove

Echel's words rendered the atmosphere a bit stiff, as Lyle and Reed ceased the sounds of their eating, and the cold wind rustled the burlap sacks lit by firefly lamps.

Then there was Nia, who spoke heedless of the mood. "Lyle, if you're not going to eat, may I take some from your leaves?"

Nia had grown up, she now gave a heads up before snatching food, accompanied by fresh chewing sounds, Lyle felt a sense of sentiment.

This, too, was growth.

Nia's voice was like the ticking of a clock's hands on its face, setting the still image back into motion.

Kayla gently wiped the corners of her eyes with her fingers, returning to her usual calm smile.

"Thank you, Grandpa, I feel much better after speaking out."

"...I'm always ready with my open arms for you, my dear."