she misses Shinjou all the same, but she has not tolerated his regard of yotsuba.
clover is all she has. he is the only one who has remained at her side in such a way.
blood-scent fills the air, rich and sticky.
her stomach clenches.
"thank you." slowly. savoring. if kaede repeats it enough times, he will come to learn it.
she wonders if he is the sort of man who wants to be repaid.
she wonders if she is the sort of woman who can repay.
the lady bows her head over the meal, forcing herself to eat slowly.
she saves a portion for yotsuba.
