Lloyd and Weiya walked very, very slowly on the path from the 'subway' entrance to Tower Nine.
They even got lost and took a huge detour, only arriving at Tower Nine when they were about to be late.
Then, with a silent understanding, they finally let go of the hands they had been holding so tightly. But they did so one finger at a time, another tacit display of their reluctance to part.
"After work, I'll wait for you at the Swordsmanship Target Range... um, wait for you to pick up Xiaomi..."
Weiya whispered, then scooped the little kitten from Lloyd's arms. She rubbed her face vigorously, using her Spiritual Power to calm the flush in her cheeks, transforming back into her usual image of the Cold and Glamorous Judge. Then she hurried past Lloyd and into Tower Nine.
Lloyd, on the other hand, didn't have her concern for maintaining a public image. He paid no mind to his expression and casually strolled toward the notice board.
