Kamila and Solus (Part 2)

"You look awful. When was the last time you had a proper meal?" Kamila took his hand and dragged Lith to the table laden with food.

"I think I had a beer and a few meat skewers at the same time Mirim died." He said with a guilty voice.

"Your dinner and her demise are in no way related, silly." She hugged him, doing her best to put aside how tired she was after a sleepless night due to being forced to work a triple shift.

Despite all that, she had still found the time to go back home and change into her "lucky clothes", those she had worn during their first date, hoping to cheer him up.

"You're home now and that's all that matters. Welcome back." Kamila said while kissing him again.

"Thanks." Lith knew that he sounded like a broken record, but his brain refused to work properly.