the reconciliation of

"...the rain was a welcome comfort, a pleasant ambience that poorly filled the void of the place’s usual bickering that he’d grown far too accustomed to. His irises were transfixed on the sight of droplets skittering across glass, opting to watch their own battles in place of going headfirst into one of his own."

- Luck Voltia finds himself stuck inside alone on a rainy day, still recovering from a minor ankle injury. The stillness of the hideout paves way to an afternoon of reminisce about his childhood and his relationship with his mother, and how it contrasts with his home found in the Black Bulls.