Bab 202: Idiot

Roman and Fawn stood outside the door, guarding it for what they are not sure of. 

Fawn, in her anger, punched the wall of the room. 

"I ... couldn't help her." She said, as she clenched her teeth together. "I should have been here. Maybe if I was here, she wouldn't have to resort this." 

Roman looked at her, eyebrows furrowing as he sighed as well. 

He reached out and patted her head, making her stop. 

"You ... you are not really a guardian angel, are you?" She asked, staring at him dead in the eyes even though she could not see him. 

"I am not." He said, as though she could be able to hear him. 

"Can't you do something?" She asked, clenching her hands into fists. "Isn't there anything you can do?" 

Roman quickly drew his hand back, as though splashed with cold water. 

"I wish there was something I could do," he said, frowning. "But there is nothing." 

He looked at his hands.