Seamus was utterly shocked.

Morpheus glanced at him with a slight triumphant smirk.

"Flinge is hot and humid," he casually remarked. "Having some cold beer relieves fatigue."

Seamus blinked, then watched as Persephone poured beer into a glass and drank it like it was a regular beverage.

Morpheus chuckled, almost talking to himself, yet with a calculated intent. "Sephy, you really like this, right?"

Persephone agreed cheerily, "Yeah!

"Seamus, you should try it too." She offered him a can. "I've never had this kind of drink before, but it's surprisingly good!"

Seamus smiled and shook his head. As a bodyguard, he needed to remain alert at all times.

take it easy," he

"It's fine!"

home,"

you worried that she might get drunk and something could happen?" Morpheus cut in directly with a faint smile. "She's been staying with me all this while and hasn't treated me like an outsider. I haven't treated

Persephone. "Besides, she seems to really enjoy the

but the darkness

for three people to sit separately, now appeared as if Persephone

like laughing. She felt a sense of helplessness when she noticed Seamus' cutlery pausing in the

door. Wynn's timely arrival made the already awkward atmosphere even more

aback. He then watched Persephone affectionately

during this period in Flinge, he felt that everything was not as abnormal as it seemed. He blamed himself for not protecting her and not being by her

few of his signature dishes, warmly urging Persephone to eat. Then, he sat next to Seamus,

distance, courteous yet somewhat aloof. He had never realized that a meal could feel

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