Chapitre 130: The Fruit of Struggle - Part 8

"Make sure she's doing okay if you see her, won't you? Since she's been inside so little, I'm worried that she's been skipping meals. Ah, if I give you some food, will you be able to get it to her?" Nila's mother asked, clasping her hands together as she came up with the idea, only for her brow to furrow immediately after. "Ah… but I shouldn't be asking you to go out of your way – you're probably busy too, right?"

"Naw, it's okay," Beam reassured her. "I've got the rest of the day off, so I'm in no rush to do anything, really. If you want me to deliver her some food, I can make sure it gets to her."

"Really? You're such a sweetie. Okay! I'll be back in a flash," she said, before rushing back into the house, with David and Stephanie trailing after her. Beam heard the clang of pots, and then, a few moments later, just as she said, she was back, handing a wooden lunchbox out to Beam. "There you go – thank you so much!"

"No worries. I'll be going now then," Beam said.