"Whew!"
The first thing to be said was not a word. The moment the final guard fell, Shiro sat on the ground and breathed a sigh of relief.
"I know we would've been able to do it alone, but man, am I running out of stamina! You guys would've had to carry me for the whole second half of it."
He shook his head and opened his litepack, grabbing a vial of healing serum to use.
"How'd it go for you? You're here way earlier than we thought."
Gio was surprised by how casual his attitude was, but then again, he had already been surprised by the same thing before. There would come a time when he'd accept it as normal.
"It was alright," he responded, not dwelling on details. His arm was already back to normal. He wasted expensive healing serums to fix it, as ordinary ones wouldn't be able to do so fast enough. Nevertheless, it was better to look unharmed than to show up with his arm snapped in half.
"I'm here now, and it looks like I came at the perfect time. You guys are crazy."
