"Welcome home, my little brother," Gura greeted with a warm smile.
"Sister," Claw replied, his voice devoid of emotion.
"Eat. I know you're hungry," she said, guiding him to the dining table laden with food.
"Do you feel disgusted when you touch me?" Claw asked, his voice barely a whisper.
"Never say that. I would never feel that way about you. I'm your big sister, no matter what. You're always my lovely little brother, okay? So eat up!" Gura insisted, sitting beside him and feeding him, her gentle touch and warm smile lifting his spirits.
"Sister," Claw whispered, his voice thick with unshed tears. He paused, his gaze fixed on the lavish meal before him, before finally forcing himself to eat.
