"Thank you," Lysandre understood the root cause of overcoming his inner demons. This time, he confidently approached Amalia, and no longer letting a little pride stand in his way.
"What did I do?" Amalia countered.
Lysandre's mouth twitched. It was precisely this indifferent attitude that unintentionally created a distance between them, particularly in the art of artifact refining. That's why sometimes he found Amalia irksome.
"Thank you for helping me see things clearly. Even though you might not realize it, I still want to express my gratitude."
When his parents had approached earlier, he hadn't fully grasped the situation. It was Amalia's final words that clarified everything. Out of decency and reason, this word of thanks was well-deserved.
Amalia said, "Congratulations."
Lysandre broke into a radiant smile.
"Um, sorry..." an awkward voice suddenly interrupted.