Oh, this is terrible. I try to imagine losing Hiromu to Messiah. It's unthinkable, absolutely. Just the theoretical idea of it makes my stomach turn to ice.

I pat his back and then pull back to meet his eyes. "That's good. That's really good." I lean close, lowering my voice. "He's reachable. I can tell. We'll save him."

I lean back again, tilting my head slightly with a little smirk playing at the corner of my mouth. "A... mansion?"