[Her words were like flies brushing against him. He paid no heed. Instead though, he came closer, until what was personal space became a space for two. BATTLER embraced her, holding the witch in his arms.]

......You...couldn't have made it any easier, huh? If you were going to make it so hard, you should've had the will to wait longer... [His voice choked, a breath of laughter came to him. Maybe it was some kind of defense mechanism in his brain to laugh when he's hurt, or maybe he said something that was funny to him.]

But I guess you did wait. You waited for me. For a long as you could. And......I was too late. I understood too late...Beato...you were...

[...already gone.]