"He seemed like a responsible guy… Who is he?" Vale asked curiously as the Elder left in the direction they came from.
"He's Elder Richey. One of the Elders in the Ceremony Hall… He's a good friend of our family. I call him uncle when we're alone. But… Vale, are you going to keep holding my sister's hand? Although she's not telling you off, it doesn't mean you should keep doing that…"
Philip asked while looking at Vale and Priscilla's hands. They were tightly holding each other's hand and he can't help but feel uncomfortable about it.
Vale's eyes widened as he realized what he was doing and quickly removed his hands from her and apologized…
"I'm sorry about that. It probably felt more comfortable than the cold bodies I'm used to—No, I mean… Ugh, Nothing… I'm not going to explain anymore." Vale sighed at himself as he realized that talking more would just make the matter worse.