Yolin looked at me with a face of absolute confusion for a few seconds. I sat up on the bed and faced her.
"Doesn't matter," I chuckled, stroking her cheeks and giving her a quick kiss.
"You know," she said, taking my hands into hers and looking me in the eye. "Sometimes, you confuse me."
"In a good way?" I asked, leaning my forehead on hers.
"Mostly, yes," she replied with a smile.
"I just thought of a good way to advance a skill, is all," I commented, bombarding her face with kisses.
"What does metallic gears have to do with it?" she asked, humming in delight at the affection. "And why would you need to surpass it? You're a Halve."
"Ah, that," I chuckled. "It's supposed to be a very powerful weapon of mass destruction in a piece of fiction. And my new skill could go beyond that."
"Weapon of mass destruction?" she repeated, tilting her head. "Isn't that just a wide area rank 3 spell?"
"Kind of," I nodded. "Like Lapia's Solar Epitaph, but with a spear."
