Any trace of a smile promptly left Vyers' face at that response.

He looked over at Laharl. The boy was taking this about as well as he imagined he would.

He wasn't sure what he felt. Pain? Sadness? Knowing this... Knowing this, it was difficult to look at her. Even if he didn't know the outcome, he would have known her choice. And now, now it was impossible to convince her to change her decision.

It had been an entirely selfish endeavor then, and it would be the same now.

And yet he could help but feel a sense of hope. Could this be a chance to start over?