บท 172: The sparkling cave.

"There he is. I should first apologize," Bel thought, noticing Ossa.

She walked towards him, her hands clasped together as she swayed them from side to side shyly. "Ossa, I am sorry," she said, her tone barely a whisper.

She had come to apologize for seemingly shooing Ossa away, her discomfort a bit stabilized.

Ossa, on the other hand, was not offended, as it was simply impossible for a summon to take offense at their master's actions. Even without the imprint, he was still not offended by Bel's actions, just confused.

"Sorry?!... Why is she sorry?!" Ossa pondered. Finding nothing, he quickly accepted the apology, remembering that girls her age were often moody.

Asking her what she was sorry about might cause more problems. "It's okay," Ossa said, waving his hand to dismiss whatever Bel thought she might have done to offend him.