Sid chuckled, savoring the unexpected difficulty skip.
"Maybe some zombie girls are different… or maybe," he added, his tone darkening slightly, "it's because Evelise didn't want to live at first."
Oshan, holding the precarious stack of dishes, froze completely. Her head slowly lifted, her oceanic eyes now filled with a deep, private sadness. She had always known her Lady carried a death wish, but seeing her now— engaged, focused, living… was a profound confirmation of Sid's miracle. He had given her Lady a reason to want to survive.
Her dedication solidified into a focused, physical demand. She felt the need to prove the worth of the life she'd been given and to test the strength of the man who gifted it.
She faced Sid, holding the entire stack of utensils to her chest, her posture becoming that of a warrior delivering an ultimatum.
"Sir Sid."
Oshan declared, her voice firm and ringing with the conviction of a knight. "
