Lanci looked down, smiling resignedly, feeling emotional.
"Indeed."
Talia listened to Lanci's thoughts and could not deny this either.
The time spent with Lanci had also changed her a lot.
While Talia was comforting and holding Tamisha, Tamisha gradually stopped sobbing.
"That's great."
Seeing that a professional woman was looking after the child, Hyperion stepped aside, relieved, and handed Tamisha back to Calila for care.
"Tamisha, how about we go have dinner, sleep after dinner, and then I'll take you for some tasty desserts tomorrow morning?"
Talia, feeling a bit guilty, stroked Tamisha's head and asked.
Tamisha, who had seen through early on that it wasn't Calila despite Talia's disguise, might have found it funny.
"Okay."
Tamisha lowered her head and agreed.
The warmth of the mature woman, the softness, and the faint scent of flowers surrounding her head were all unmistakably genuine.
This was an embrace she had rarely experienced since birth.