The Kabroom traversed through the frozen forest, glittering with frosted leaves and iced grassland, zooming past Mel's vision.
A sight so beautiful it reminded Mel of a perfect dating spot; a deadly paradise for those still alive to see it.
[ Overworking yourself again, aren't we? ]
Mel blinked at the panel, recognizing a distinctive tone in those words.
"Partner?" Her lips paused in the air, then continued. "I-I know you've been concerned about my safety, but..."
[ Yes. Now that you were in your
"Stra-strange wording... hehehe..."
A nervous chuckle escaped Mel's lips; she was reminded of her Partner's indifference when she first met the 'System', not the Saintess.
She always seemed to 'act' inconsistently too; warmly concerned one moment, coldly robotic the next.
Mel's eyes narrowed, a burdening smile curling up underneath before she received a
'Mel.'
