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It took a while.

Reiku had helped Keiri clean herself from as much blood and dirt they could remove, then she slipped back into her clothing, her bra stapled together at the front. The two then packed up and had sent away the supplies with Natsu's cargo drones. (Convenience during the apocalypse? People would've snickered at the thought.) Loading up and looting the bandits, the twins were ready to head back into the action, where they heard the distant pa-pa-prrrap-pa of gunshots flying loose. Then Keiri began to show signs of self-concern.

"Reiku...I-I...what if I, y'know-"

The boy quickly understood and instinctively responded.

"No, Keiri. You'll do perfectly fine," the boy chirped.

He smiled reassuringly and pulled his sister into one more embrace.

"Keiri...again...I-I'm sorry for what happened...and failing to protect you," he whispered.

She didn't respond. She didn't have to. Her tightening grip on her sibling was how she responded. Plain, simple, yet sufficient.

I forgive you, Reiku, she had responded.