"Hey! Angeal, babe! What's wrong?"
Angeal didn't care that Arlo called out to her and started walking down the stairs. Arlo caught her by the wrist, Angeal frustratingly shaking her hand away from him.
"I told you that nothing is wrong!"
Angeal snapped at him. Arlo sighed, shaking his head as he worriedly creased his brows at her.
"Clearly, something's wrong," he said, Angeal, rolling her eyes at him.
Arlo started to feel nervous. He has never seen Angeal act this way.
"Come on…" Arlo got Angeal's hand, "Tell me… and if I did something bad, I promise I will make something about it."
Angeal just stared at Arlo, already wanting to cry as tears started forming in her eyes. When he saw this, Arlo's eyes widened in surprise, not knowing what to do as he started to frantically shake her hand.
"H-hey! You're about to cry? No, no, no!"
