"Rose?" Devon's voice stopped him from wearing the mask. "You're back?"
He turned.
The S-Rank soon appeared from the stairs, the slightest hint of hope in those golden eyes.
Ambrose instantly understood what he was thinking. His chest tightened when he saw the disappointment clouding his partner's face as he got down and looked around.
"Oh." He bit his bottom lip. "I… I thought you'd found Orion somehow."
Rose's fingers gripped the black mask tighter. He lifted it back to his face again, putting it on properly this time.
"I didn't." The SS-Rank crossed the room, grabbing Devon's hands once he'd reached him. "But I will find a way. I'm about to go seek some answers."
Devon's brows slowly drew into a frown.
Unfortunately, before he could ask any further questions, Ambrose's eyes rolled back as a sharp headache struck him. He collapsed right into his boyfriend's arms, much to the latter's shock.
"Rose?" Devon held his limp body, shaking him a few times.
