With Fenrir's arrival, Axel quietly powered down whatever he had been building up. No need for a suicide attack anymore.
"M-My Ki—Axel!"
"Sir Axel...!"
"...Husband."
A few more familiar voices rang out from just behind him.
Before he could even turn to look, something soft collided with him from multiple directions at once. Both arms, his back, the top of his head—all claimed within the same breath.
He looked left. Eve was there, tears clinging to the corners of her eyes, arms wrapped tight around his.
To his right, Ria held on just as fiercely, her lips trembling, brows drawn into a deep frown.
And above him, Nina pressed herself over the crown of his head, her chest against his hair, silently sobbing at the state he was in.
"You girls..."
He whispered. Not sure whether to laugh or cry.
