Father's instinct

Another two days had gone by in a blink of an eye. Claude didn't visit the guild anymore, but he kept tabs on their recovery. Everyone was just waiting for the execution tomorrow as if it was a mere show, but who was he to question that?

"Claude, are you really alright?" Lilou brought him back to reality, lifting his head to see her looking at him worriedly. "You seem a bit distracted lately."

"Auntie Lilove, I am. Just a bit tired, that's all." He sported a reassuring smile, darting his eyes between Samael and Lilou. The two were already setting off to the Capital to fetch the troublesome Fabian, standing in front of the carriage Claude offered for them to use. 

Samael tilted his head to the side, eyebrow raised. "Are you sure?"

"Yes, Uncle."