“I... I was s-so worried! You went through so m-much... and I t-talked to your aunt, and she w-was so d-distressed,” Ilda says in between sobs, although she finally releases Faias after a while, wiping away her tears with her shirt’s sleeve.

She smiles sheepishly. “S-Sorry. I... it just felt so real.” She offers her hand belatedly. “I’m Ilda.”