“F-Fatædi…” — Soft in his sound, Aslak’s corners wanted to widely smile, although he was aware that some of the joy should remain concealed given the way they had separated… And yet… his sound made the wife shudder to learn it truly was her spouse who had returned… furthermore as his unconfident smile announced his own return. — “I’m… I’m back, Fatædi…”
“……. R-red… it is all over…”
“Huh?”
“… red…”
“Ah….. Y-you’re right… I… forgot.”
“… You forgot?” — In her shock, Ewelina managed to mumble, looking at him with a complex expression.
“… I heard you were here… I wanted to see you and…”
“……”
“… I’m sorry.” — Looking down at himself as the shocked wife could only stare flabbergasted at his wounded self, Aslak said becoming aware of his dirty self even though others had told him beforehand... Meeting the wavering brown of the wife who could not believe the man’s wildness to the visible wounds. — “Guess I should’ve cleaned up first…”