"What the fuck did you do that for?" Ni-ki's eyes widened as they heard the feint crack of shattered glass from below.

Iya shrugged. "I don't need it anymore."

"And somehow I'm the one with violence issues," Ni-ki murmured.

The girl turned away from the ledge, sliding down to sit on the floor as she hugged her knees to her chest. Ni-ki found himself doing the same. It was a cold night.

"Let me prove it to you," Iya suddenly spoke.

"What?"

"That love does exist."

"By all means," Ni-ki laughed. "Do your best."