"Leon!"
Trill's voice rang out the moment she spotted me, clear and full of emotion. Before I could even properly react, she was already moving—no hesitation, no restraint, just pure momentum aimed straight at me. It was obvious she intended to tackle me, full force, like she always did when her emotions got the better of her.
I didn't resist. Not even a little.
I simply planted my feet and braced myself. Trill was strong—ridiculously so. Anyone else might've stumbled or been knocked flat on their back. But my body had long since been tempered and forged through training. When she crashed into me, there was impact, sure, but I didn't budge. Not even an inch. I wrapped my arms around her instinctively, catching her like it was second nature.
"I missed you!" she said, her voice muffled as she pressed her face against my stomach.
