1 AM.
South City.
The plaza at the airport was desolate, almost devoid of any pedestrians, yet tonight's full moon shone exceptionally bright, lighting up the square even without street lights.
"Rest well once we're in the car. Do you want some water?"
"No need~" Elliana Lyle felt a bit dizzy, leaning entirely against Joy Lyle's chest. Hannah Collins was right, noodles truly needed to be chewed slowly; the sensation of spitting them out felt like it took half her life away.
She has always been unable to handle anything at heights, even swinging on a swing would make her vomit, though swinging slowly posed no issue.
"Have a little, it'll help." Joy Lyle, as always, was gentle, showing utmost care. Even though she was in low spirits now, she still made an effort to care for her only sister.
"Okay."
Elliana's voice was weak, her stomach felt empty, and her mouth bitter, no amount of rinsing with mineral water helped.
