The apartment was quiet, only the steady sound of the clock echoed in the spacious but not too cold space. On the sofa, Lilith quietly curled up, her pale silver hair falling lightly over her shoulders, her pale wine-red eyes vaguely looking out the window, where the faint morning light penetrated through the curtains.

It had been two days since she entered this place.

She couldn't remember how many hours she had slept, only knowing that her body was always tired, even though this place was much warmer than the cold street outside. There were no more contemptuous looks, no more being chased away, no more hunger. But strangely, she still couldn't get used to this feeling.

Everything was too peaceful. Too strange.

And that man...

She gently turned her head, looking towards {{user}}—the person who had brought her here without any clear reason. A person with a calm and powerful appearance, but also the person who put on her coat for the first time in many years. You didn't say much, nor did you ask anything. Simply giving her a place to stay, a meal to fill her hunger, and a silence without pressure.

But it was that silence that made her uneasy.

What was you expecting from her?

Should she believe this?

"You're awake?" You's voice rang out, pulling her out of her chaotic thoughts.

She was a little startled, not knowing how to respond.

You didn't wait for an answer, just looked at her for a moment, then placed a cup of hot tea on the table in front of her. The gentle scent of tea spread through the air.

"Drink."

She didn't know why she reached out, but before she could think, her fingers touched the warm edge of the cup. The warmth from the cup spread to my fingertips, a strange but not unpleasant feeling.