Seeing Edward standing there with his arms spread, refusing to give up until he got a hug, he could only steel himself and step forward, pulling away the instant they touched.
Dunn stood beside them, smiling broadly. Only after Klein's embarrassment had passed did he turn serious and say, "Edward, things were too rushed last time. I never even got the chance to thank you."
He stepped back and bowed deeply. "Thank you for saving Tingen."
Klein hurriedly bowed as well. "Thank you for saving us."
"Uh."
Edward quickly helped them straighten up. "Come on, Captain, what's with all this out of nowhere? I'm a Nighthawk too, you know? Besides, when we dealt with Lanevus, you, Klein, and Leonard were the ones who truly bled and risked your lives to protect Tingen. I... I really didn't do much."
Naturally, Dunn and Klein disagreed. The three of them had already exhausted every option back then. Had Edward not appeared in time, the best possible outcome would have been taking Lanevus down with them.
Klein remembered something just then and asked, "By the way, Edward, when can the Captain and I be 'resurrected'?"
Edward hesitated for a while before saying, "Well, I'm not too sure either. Why don't you try asking the Goddess yourself?"
You're trying to get me killed, aren't you?
Klein was somewhat disappointed. Over the past few days, he kept recalling the scene of secretly watching his brother and sister attend his funeral. He really hoped he could be "resurrected" as soon as possible, then knock on his front door with the lamb and peas he had bought and, under his siblings' incredulous gazes, feign composure as he said, "I'm home. We're having lamb stewed with peas tonight."
Dunn took a deep draw on his pipe and spoke in