Edgar was happy. Despite everything that had happened, despite the pain, despite the enemies he’d made, he was happy. He had a friend, and that made things better. He could depend on her, it had been so long since he had someone he could depend on.
And she called him kind. It had been a long time since someone had thought that about him, or at least told him they thought it.
“Of course, thank you for the same. It’s…nice to have someone to trust. Goodnight.”
After she went in to her cabin, he went back to his own. It was filled with his siblings, yet he was still the outsider. He went and lied down, alone. Again. But he wouldn’t always be alone, he had a friend now.
Eventually, he drifted off to sleep.