Wine.

San walked out of the forest with a bottle in her hand. She looked confused and scared but Simon and Samuel both felt at ease seeing her coming.

"I... a m... s o... h a p p y... t h a t... y o u ... a r e ... a l r i g h t."

He was about to cry after seeing her save and in one piece.

San looked at the other guy who looked the same but more trustworthy. He greeted her and she knew that she could trust him, the angel of life.

"I... b r o u g h t... t h e... w i n e." San showed him the bottle which was beautifully decorated with a peach flower.

Samuel smiled and forwarded his hand but San didn't give him the bottle.

"T e n ... y e a r s." She told him in stern voice.

"T e n ... y e a r s....

A r e... y o u.... m a d... o r ... s o m e t h i n g?"

Samuel scoffed and glared at her who shrugged her shoulders and walked past him while Simon stayed quite. He was the quite one but the most kind and trusted one.