A Weakling’s Resolve (5)

After an exhaustive sermon, Cecelia managed to eke a reluctant, half-hearted promise from Blaine to never fish again. Or grab a fishing rod ever again, for that matter.

Yet… For some reason, she could sense the boy didn't truly mean what he said.

It was strange; Blaine treated his own safety with reckless indifference, yet he had a deep, almost unnatural attachment to fishing as if he couldn't live without it. 

If the contrast wasn't so strange, it would have been unnerving.

Cecelia had never encountered such an obsessive relationship with something so seemingly trivial.

However, the auburn-haired boy was anything but normal. 

After all, he brought a portable stove to make his own food, and that too during a top-secret military mission, no less.

While she felt terrible about doing it, for the sake of their continued survival, she had to put a stop to his destructive hobbies.