An Extra’s POV

"Is there any progress with finding any member of my Orphanage?"

Rey shook his head at the question.

To be honest, he hadn't even gotten to that issue yet. The Criminal Underworld was vast, and there were a lot of things to settle first.

If he didn't, things could spiral out of control.

"I figured." She heaved a sigh.

It wasn't one of disappointment or frustration, but more like her reaction anytime she got something off her chest.

"Thanks for all of this, Rey. I appreciate it greatly."

He shrugged, smiling under his mask.

In the past, he only really bothered because it was an imperative given by the System. But, at the moment, his disposition had changed a little.

'I genuinely want to help her.'

"I'll keep searching, don't worry." He gave her an exaggerated thumbs-up, which made her giggle a little more.

He still couldn't believe that the same girl he thought was an emotionless doll could display such emotions.

'I wonder what face she makes to Asher and the staff at KariBlanc.' Rey found himself thinking amusedly.

He quickly shook off the distracting thoughts and returned his attention to the serious present.

"Is there anything I can do to help, though?"

'Hm? Where's this coming from?' Rey wondered as he stared at Esme upon hearing her abrupt question.

"I don't want to keep on being a liability. Besides… things are pretty boring and uneventful here."

Esme explained how she never really did anything but stay in her room all day.

She was also lonely and tired of having to stay quiet. Plus, her unease was building up every time she had to be with the 'bad people.'

There was also the fact that she felt anxious about her friends and family, yet she wasn't actively doing anything for them.

"I know it's selfish, but I really want to help in the search."

his hand and shook his

stay out of this. The current situation is very dangerous. It's

didn't want Esme to see him killing people, or experience

pure to be

have to worry about me, Rey. I have seen my fair share of

was still

is trying

dismembered as they're raped in front of you. And as the man

sick the moment he heard

look on Esme's face as she

Mercenary Gang… what they did in my town was

Rey felt conflicted.

and he genuinely wanted her to

he also recognized

'What should I do?'

you have no way of knowing what my friends look like. I know them, and they know me. Wouldn't it be better if I

was the last nail on the coffin

longer had any concrete excuse to keep her away from the battlefield

She appeared excited, almost like a little

everything, I suppose you're right. You'll

smile grew bigger and her blue

squint just to look at her

I'll try not to get in your

about his decision—to the point that Rey was

tired to address

people in

she could conceal her

her to somehow keep up with me. I should consider her protection

realized there was no real

on the Raid, there's nothing stopping me from letting Esme

risks, but they also

have a

out of his thoughts and looked at Esme, who

wear

"Eh?"

anything, right? Plus, you're pretty much acting

of sweat form on his face as he digested the question

wrong in any

knew enough to