"Do you think he's going to be okay?" Elizaveta frowned in concern, looking back the way they came. After Occultus disappeared, Kiku wisely suggested that they leave Alfred alone, giving him some time to sort out his thoughts. So the six of them headed back to Arsian's house, leaving Alfred at the cave for some space. Gilbert didn't really want to leave him behind, but there was nothing he could say that could make Alfred feel better. He knew that the American didn't want their pity right now.
"He just needs some time to think," Yao sighed sadly.
"I hope he'll be okay," she pursed her lips.
"Me too," Gilbert murmured under his breath.
Alfred was sitting at the mouth of the cave, staring into the starry sky above, his eyes red and swollen, his head throbbing, and his heart aching within his chest. He hugged his knees loosely, as if gathering himself up to conserve warmth, but nothing he did now could make the sharp coldness within go away. His mind had gone numb a while ago, u