Age wasn't really an issue, but... now that Bronya was right in front of him, Garcia suddenly had no idea how to begin courting her...
She was a little too young.
Just as his friend had said before, he was old enough to be Bronya's daddy. Though... a twenty-year age gap sometimes didn't mean much.
"How much longer until we reach the shelter?"
Bronya suddenly asked.
"We're almost there, probably less than half an hour..."
"Just in case. I'm not looking down on you, but... I think... you should have one of these."
Garcia suddenly took a semiautomatic rifle from his person and handed it to Bronya.
Although they had decided to join that shelter, they didn't know much about its actual situation. This was the apocalypse now—there were no laws to speak of. Nothing that happened would be surprising, and the only person who could protect you was yourself!
Though they all seemed like decent people, they were more like demons who had unleashed their wild nature... A beautiful girl like Bronya could easily become someone's target!
Bronya was slightly stunned by Garcia's action and looked at him in surprise.
They had only known each other for such a short time, yet... he trusted her this much?
Inviting Bronya and Seele into the vehicle to head for the shelter together wasn't strange. Whether or not they had ulterior motives, it was understandable.
But... handing over such a lethal weapon to her was practically complete trust. Yet... they had only just met and didn't even know each other well.
That was very suspicious.
The others in the armored vehicle also visibly changed expression at Garcia's action, but aside from Masona... no one spoke up to stop him.
"You trust Bronya that much?"
Bronya's pale gray eyes fixed on Garcia.