"Good afternoon. I am doing well." Yeul answered as she continued fiddling with her hair. Eventually, she managed to remove the flower and looked at it, holding it between her index finger and thumb. By now, it had all but withered, its previously vibrant red hue had turned a shade of brown. Sighing, she laid the dead flower on the ground.
"If Yeul is well, then so am I." Caius answered with a deadpan tone.
"If Yeul is well, then so am I." Caius answered with a deadpan tone.