Genis felt like that promise was what brought so many angels here. No longer needing to fear being hated or hurt... It was right, but it was wrong, too. He still couldn't fully stomach it.

By the time Raine returned, he hoped this place was warmer. He hoped he could do more for her than just make sure she no longer had to fear humans' changing attitudes and the possibility they'd need to run away again. Though, just that would make her happy too, wouldn't it? Not having to be afraid was something he always wanted...

As Mithos explained the process, Genis followed along with his eyes. That's right. This was just like a Desian facility. He could already imagine what the room would look like when the mana flow was opened and the pipes lit up. Just this one room would use an insane amount of mana, just to keep Raine alive and make sure her soul would never fade.

...he should be upset, but he was grateful. Just a bit of heaviness left his chest. If Mithos were actually coldhearted and indifferent to others, he would never do something like this for the two of them. They could find a way to make this place feel warmer. There had to be more than just surviving.

"Right," he answered quietly yet enthusiastically. He embraced the capsule in his hands once before carefully making his way to the connecting pipe. After this, he wouldn't be able to hold her anymore—not for a long time, he corrected himself. A strained smile came to his face before he gently placed the capsule inside. Everything would be okay.

"Thank you, Mithos..."