"Where are we going?"
"Where you said you wanted to go, I'll get you to meet glasses."
Keith kept a close distance and guided me ahead. I, of course, did not miss the downer look on him. Half because Titania did not let me.
It was very clear that he was facing a giant shock. I meant much more to these guys than I realized most of the time, I had felt it back when I had gone to be an adventurer. Keith held faith in me, thinking it nothing more than a young and hotblooded action.
But now that I had presumably died, the narrative had changed and spiraled out of his hand. He could not keep himself with a straight face, how could he?
I wouldn't be able to myself.
I wrapped my hand around Keith's shoulder.
"Hah. You've grown as tall as me now, Young Master."
"I have, huh?"
"You were still a couple inches shorter last time. You won't grow more though, twenty two is old."
"Twenty two is old."