Not Sadness*

After a brief pause, Photiēl spoke in a matter-of-fact tone. "He will not let the mortal suffer beyond what he can bear. And when he suffers, He will also provide a way out so that he can endure it." 

This was an answer Kalliēl had known and believed with wholehearted devotion all this while, and yet for some inexplicable reason, he simply couldn't shake off the lingering unease in the back of his mind. That's right, he felt uneasy. He was concerned about the little mortal, and must he say with due confidence, it was neither irrational or impulsive. It was precisely because he had been observing the little mortal and witnessed all the hardships he had endured that he couldn't help but feel this way.

A way out? In that kind of living environment, did the little mortal truly have a way out?