"But have you tried using one? After all these years?"
"I did once or twice, I don't really remember since I would hold them unwillingly," she replied.
Cyrus simply nodded his head, it seems she was adamant in not holding one as much as possible.
He'll just protect her instead of letting her hold one.
"Why did you ask?"
She got up and the two went to lie down in bed.
"Just remembered how you had not held one in so long. Though admittedly, you were good at it. And to protect yourself, you also needed one. But if you didn't wish to, then I will just protect you instead."
She smiled but thought about his words.
It was true, with their current situation, holding one is a must.
But she would love it if she wouldn't have to train using one.
The next day, Cyrus handed Heather two letters.
She looked at the first one before breaking into a smile.
"When did this come?" she excitedly opened the letter.
