"How are you feeling?" Kileana asked, looking at Nina as she sipped a cup of coffee while sitting at the table.
"A little sad... I took care of that boy for over eighteen years," Nina looked down, the coffee in her cup untouched, and she seemed to have been sitting at that table for quite a while.
Kileana sighed, placing her wrist against her forehead, speaking with a tone of concern, "So you really liked him, huh? I swear, a over a hundred years ago, when you said you wanted to be the caretaker of the first fruit, I got worried."
With a small laugh, Nina took a sip of her coffee, "Honestly, I don't know what got into me that day... I hated each one of them and refused to believe the request from all the others to bring him back, especially since we sacrificed so much to kill each one of them."