Kale hesitates for a moment outside the door, his heart racing at the thought of spending another night with her. He looks down at himself, still dressed in his robe, and then back at the bed where she lies alone beneath the covers. With a sigh, he undoes his robe, letting it fall to the floor before crawling back into bed beside her.

She turns toward him, wrapping one arm around his waist as their bodies press together, seeking comfort in each other's warmth and strength.

As the hours pass, Kale continues to nuzzle against Roselia, his touch gentle yet firm as he relies on her strength and support to stay awake. The two share many deep conversations over the course of the night, discussing the events that have taken place while they were away and how they must face them head-on.

At dawn, when all is silent but for the soft rustle of leaves outside, they wake up together, lying curled around each other like lost children.