Angel nodded to Nuka: "I will consider it."
With that, he walked out of the hall alongside the Boiling Gentleman.
Just as they were about to pass through the corridor and exit the castle door, a haunting song came from behind.
Angel paused for a moment, but without turning back, continued to move forward holding the Dalmatian. It was the Boiling Gentleman at his side who unexpectedly glanced back: "It's Misty Goldlady singing."
The Boiling Gentleman reached out and stroked his non-existent chin: "It's clearly a song praising the moonlight, yet sung with a sense of confessing to the moon. I've always heard that Misty Goldlady is very shy, so much so that she'd bashfully run back into the painting if someone looked at her too long. Only when she sings can she fully express her thoughts."
The Boiling Gentleman turned to Angel: "Lord Shava, is Misty Goldlady repenting to you?"
Angel's expression remained unchanged as he shook his head: "Perhaps she is merely repenting to herself."
