The betrayed Kryptonian could no longer spare a thought for his earlier grievances. Helplessly rubbing his forehead and shaking his head, Henry chose not to keep it hidden any longer. He pulled a very special coin from his pocket and began telling a story that few people knew.
In the story, a dying little girl made a rather humble wish, yet still remembered to lend her best friend a hand. But the one she made a deal with was a demon, and everything vanished like a bubble in an instant.
The saddest part was not that the girl had lost her free soul, which was imprisoned by a demon inside a coin. It was that the illusion of happiness in that fleeting moment had turned out to be the most beautiful time of her life.
What the adult listeners thought of was not whether it had been worth it, but an inescapable sense of absurdity.
To Henry, although Skye was still three years away from legal adulthood, she was no longer a child in diapers who needed someone looking after her at every moment. That was why he chose to tell her.
In truth, he had picked eighteen simply because he did not know when to tell her about this, so he had randomly chosen a date. Since Wanda had already exposed it, he might as well say it now.
As everyone watched the girl cry uncontrollably, her tears and sobs seemed contagious, making them unable to stop themselves from weeping as well.
The only calm man simply went about arranging dinner and setting up the spots needed for that night's camp. Being so heartless, he did not have that many tears to shed.
Others pulled themselves together and helped Henry prepare. Only Lorna stayed by Skye's side, holding the