The Bound Angel gazed steadily into his eyes.
After a brief pause.
She gently leaned her forehead forward, closed her eyes, and touched the space between his brows.
And in that instant, she read Lynn's memories, countless images flashing rapidly before her eyes.
She felt the source of the sorrow in Lynn's heart.
She saw the retreating figure Lynn had desperately tried to reach.
She heard the word he had cried out through his tears the moment he was dragged into this world.
She also felt the vulnerability in his heart.
At last, she slowly opened her eyes and said, dazed:
"You found your mother in that world?"
Lynn closed his eyes. "Yes."
The Bound Angel asked softly, "You're hurting because you never truly got to see her, aren't you?"
Lynn lowered his head. "Although I know she wasn't my real mother, in that similar world, she seemed to be my mother all the same..."
After saying that, Lynn fell silent.
That sorrow spread from deep within his heart as well.
The Bound Angel quietly watched the boy before her, gently closed her eyes, and lightly touched his forehead, as if to comfort him.
"It's all right."
She could feel the vulnerability in Lynn's heart at that moment.
Because no matter how much he had been through, in terms of a human lifespan, he was still only a boy who had yet to grow up.
No matter how strong he appeared, he still had a vulnerable side deep inside.
Especially when faced with the family affection he had sought for so long.
Even the strongest person would have those layers of masks peeled away, exposing the fragile heart beating beneath them.
And she was deeply touched.
Because in Dark Night City, where everything was unfamiliar to him, she was the