As Ghast waited for Lillabeth's response, they had gotten their food. Ghast only ordered a simple croisant (he wasn't very hungry, he was nervous he had to tell Lillabeth that the last trial had a high chance of killing him). Ghast took a bite and a tear fell down a cheek. He wiped it off and set the croisant down. He was still holding Lillabeth's hand. It was the only thing keeping him from having a nervous breakdown.

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