"Yes, yes. I still have them, and I have you."
Claire reached out and took Shade's hand, her pale golden eyes looking at him beneath the moonlight. "Did you say the same thing to other people before?"
She was clearly still somewhat bothered by that matter, so Shade nodded lightly. "Yes, and every time, I followed through on my word."
"Honestly, couldn't you at least lie to me and say those words were only for me?"
Claire complained softly, yet moved a little closer to Shade. Shade had noticed that compared to the other Witches, Claire seemed especially fond of acting spoiled.
"I usually don't lie to you. Even if I have no choice, I'll apologize after everything is over."
"I believe you when you say that. It's really hard to imagine why Galina was the first to meet you."
They stopped at the end of the somewhat dilapidated pier at the town docks. Amid the sound of waves, the moon's reflection lay across the sea surface. There was not much wind tonight, but it was winter after all, and the shore was still rather cold.
"Next Week, Sivie is coming."
Claire only spoke after several seconds of silence. Shade knew that this was what she had wanted to say tonight. "You're worried, aren't you?"
He asked with a smile, and the Witch immediately denied it. "What am I worried about? It's just that on this island, I won't be unique anymore."
As she spoke, she moved closer to Shade again. Shade released her hand and shifted a step backward to the right, embracing her from behind. The young lady with platinum blonde hair complained quietly, but did not struggle free. "Shade, after Sivie and the others come, will you still visit me every day? Sivie is coming to the