Kira saw the look in his eye and felt a bit guilty, she hesitated, her voice shaky as she said, "I'm sorry, Claus. I didn't mean to make you worry. I… I always have a tendency to screw things up, don't I?"
Claus frowned and shook his head, leaning closer. "Don't say that, Kira. You're stronger than you think, remember you ve gotten far better than that little girl who used to come crying to me all the time. And besides."
"did you forget the promise we made after Father left?"
Kira's lips curved into a faint smile as the memory surfaced. "We'd always be around to have each other's backs," she murmured.
Claus nodded, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. "That's right." His expression turned serious as he leaned in closer, gripping her hand tightly. "So don't you dare die on me, Kira. I swear, if you break that promise, I'll never forgive you."