"Eden... I'm not comfortable talking about it..." Raviathon murmured, her voice a little strained even
Masayoshi looked at the women for a moment, before sighing, trying to hide her disappointment.
"Alright, Raviathon, I understand." She said, nodding.
"...Thank's for teaching me a bit about your master...I...I'm glad I could learn about him...and you." She said, flashing her a small smile.
Meanwhile
Lance sat down inside the base, sighing heavily as he began applying first aid to his broken arm, wincing slightly as he slowly set his broken bone again.
"........" He sat there for a moment, a cigar in his mouth as he looked at the table.
"...I suppose I was rather naive, wasn't I..." He thought. He slowly finished setting his bone, resolving to have Gabriel heal it when she woke up.
"Metatron doesn't need me to intrude on his business. He's lives for Eons, I was a fool to think I could help him in any way..." He thought. He sighed, putting out his cigarette as he stared at the stars.
"...It may have been foolish to think we were friends at all..." he murmured, glancing down at his broken bone. He closed his eyes, breathing out. His heart was still pounding slightly as he recalled the unfathomable rage behind Metatron's expressions.
"...Would he have tried to kill me too...if I weren't bound to him...?" He thought. He shivered, his body trembling slightly as he stood up from his chair.
"...This is tiring...this whole business. I...I'll go to bed, for now..." he thought. Slowly he made his way to one of the room, shutting the door behind him as he collapsed onto the bed.