Looking at the woman before him wrapped head to toe in black bandages, Charles was filled with caution, even though she seemed approachable and hadn't shown any hostility.
He didn't trust 005. He'd dealt with Gods enough to know their blessings never came easy; each one extracted an unbearably painful price.
"It's nothing. I just find humans fascinating. You lie, you're brave, you love, you run and jump... it's all so interesting. I like humans. Sometimes I think, 'How wonderful it would be if you were my creations.'"
005's words made Charles's brow furrow even more tightly. "Like how one likes a pet?"
"No. To be more precise, it's like a grandmother's love for her grandson. Anyway, do you want these two wishes or not?"
Time suddenly fell silent. The only sound was the crashing of waves against the island's rocky shore. The pause stretched for what felt like an eternity.
