"Alex, you must understand, self-preservation is the rule of survival. Cheap pity will kill you..."
Glen frowned and took a step forward, wanting to explain more about the harshness and the unspoken rules of this world. But he was firmly interrupted by Alex, who even resorted to a threat - something he had never done before with this partner:
"Get out! Otherwise, I'll scream. I'll report to the Church of Light that you are a heretic using dark magic in my home."
Glen helplessly raised his hands in surrender, realizing the agitation of Alex was not feigned. Before leaving, Glen cast one look at Alex, who stood trembling on the spot - a complex gaze containing both worry and mockery. Then, Glen let out a silent sigh, turned, and walked out the door, the sound of his heels on the wooden floor sounding exceptionally lonely.
