"I stomach it for Mineva's sake," he answered. He almost frowned to see her smile vanish, even if it was the more familiar expression of Haman's. "She asked me to help secure the White Chalice as allies of Zeon, and I fully intend to deliver on that promise."

Char leaned back in the wheelchair, his head brushing against her lower neck for a brief moment. "But it means a lot to me that you came here yourself for my sake."