[ Eventually the fire starts to go down and Hak knows if he doesn't put some more wood on it, it's going to go out. Gently, he scoops her up in his arms and carries her in his arms to gather a couple of logs. When she stirs from the movement he quietly shushes her to soothe her back to sleep.

When he's finally got the fire going again, he settles both of them back down on the ground, Yona on his lap with her head cradled against his chest. Stroking her hair, his lips caressed her forehead before he spoke quietly. He's not sure if she can hear but the words still come out. ]

You'll be okay. I promise. You're the strongest person I know and you struggle and struggle. For me. For our dragons. For Yoon.

For everyone in Kouka.

I can't forgive him. But you...keep moving forward.