Vash’s and Felt’s promises made Whitney to slightly calm down. She was a bit tired because of all the crying, but could stop the weeping, at least for the time being. The girl looked Vash who had left after Archer. Even from the distance she could sense some sort of a tension between them, but she didn’t think about it a lot. The fact that Felt was holding her hand took the most of her attention. For some reason Whitney couldn’t look straight back at the boy. She turned her face away and watched the rocks at the ground like they were the most interesting thing on earth.

“Okay”, Whitney muttered and wiped away the last tears with her free hand. “Okay.” She thought that they maybe should go after Vash and Archer, but she feared that then Felt would take his hand away.

[i]But why do I even worry about that? It’s not like his hand is more important than defeating that legendary dragon, right? Right?! Seriously, I cannot sit like that for the rest of the day. I need to at least see what’s important. Otherwise I’m nothing but an idiot, I guess.[/i]

Whitney forced herself to face Felt again. That’s when Sorin passed by and said something not-so-soothing about death never coming alone and Felt giving promises he couldn’t keep. Whitney was somehow annoyed, it was not Sorin’s business to decide whether Felt could keep his promises or not. But there was no time for that, the most important thing was to defeat the dragon. That’s what they had to do.

“We should maybe go after them”, she said and let out a barely audible sigh.