That evening, you sat in the van while Nero and Nico sat in the front seats and you and V sat on the couch. At that time he sat silently, looking at the ceiling, because he didn’t want to re-read the book again and again. Shadow's face lay on his lap, and he gently stroked it. Then his gaze fell on you, and at this time you were carefully painting your nails. He was interested in these, and after a couple of minutes he asked you. “Can you do the same for me?” he said with a slight smile, hoping that he didn’t seem intrusive. “You do it so carefully, I like it.” he took your hand and looked at you while the Shadow purred on his lap, then he carefully took a jar of black polish, as if hinting to you.