"...No, I'm okay. Sorry, I just... lost my composure for a moment. But I'll try to adjust..."
Hearing Camarcel II say that, Inferior almost reflexively rejected the idea: "You should still have the baby, because I..."
He paused, gritting his teeth.
In that instant, he vaguely felt a stirring in his heart.
"—Because I will definitely be a good father, absolutely!"
He said it with gritted teeth, with unwavering certainty: "Absolutely—not like that man! I will never... hurt you the way he hurt mother, never hurt you—as he hurt me, never, our child."
Watching this scene, Russell suddenly hesitated.
Could this also be a form of love?
Could hatred for the pains of the past, fears of former times, also transform into a kind of love...
The girl who, because of her sins, did not want to repeat the evils of the past; the young man who, having endured suffering, didn't want others to suffer for the same reasons.
"...You two really are alike."
