"I guess, I owe Cadet Rin Evans my life?"
I tilted my head, a bit unsure. "I don't know if I'd call it that. I helped. But a savior? Maybe not."
She looked at me a little longer, then chuckled. "Still. Thank you."
The silence that followed was a quiet sort of peace—one born not from comfort, but from shared weight.
The Chairman leaned back in her seat, fingers folded neatly atop the table. Her expression was no longer cracked or grieving. Instead, it settled into something composed—something resolute.
Then soon enough, Chairman said.
"You seems to have lots of useless thought."
I couldn't help but blink my eyes in surprised.
"Sorry....?"
I wasn't expecting that right after she said me thanks
Chairman just smiled and continued, "it's seems knowing the future is not that good."
Ahh....So that's what she was trying to say.
I gave a small, awkward chuckle and leaned back in my chair, rubbing the back of my neck.
"Yeah… you're not wrong."
