Silence fell over the room.
Nameless Death didn't answer right away.
"Why do you want to know that?" he asked.
Leonora exhaled and set the controller aside.
"Because I'm a Grim Reaper disciple," she said, meeting his gaze. "I'm alive because I was given a chance to serve the Monarch of Death. It's because of his bloodline that I still live, so if you're Neo… then I might help you."
His expression didn't change, but something shifted behind his eyes.
"You're willing to have a child just for that reason?"
"Well…"
Leonora rubbed her cheek and made a face, like even she didn't fully believe her own reasoning.
"I'm several thousand years old. Isn't it weirder that I still haven't had a single child?"
That explanation caught him off guard, but he didn't comment on it.
Maybe it was just how her society worked. Maybe she was seen as an overdue back at her home?
"So," she continued, tilting her head slightly, "are you Neo?"
