"Alright, I'm going to rest now, goodnight."
"Goodnight."
Fisher nodded and headed upstairs to his room. Alagina stood in place, watching Fisher leave. Afterwards, she clutched her chest, seeming to feel a mix of shame and heat, and after a long pause, she headed towards the cabin below the deck.
As Fisher ascended the stairs to his room, the sea salt scent from Alagina gradually faded. It was then that he suddenly realized what Emhardt had said about him was right.
If he hadn't been so greedy, maybe he wouldn't have unconsciously said those things to Alagina...
Fisher, Fisher, from now on, you must restrain yourself when dealing with human ladies.
Thinking so, he had already reached his room's door. The night was deep, and both Moli's and his own room's lights were off. To avoid waking them, Fisher did not call Emhardt to come out and apologize.
He gently pushed his room door open, revealing the quiet and spacious room inside.