Instead of answering Ida, a “free” warrior with knowledge and a whip approached her. Among his offers, he only had one thing to offer. Not much, but at least it was heartfelt.

Let's pretend that this was the brother who stood firm while the tentacloid killed his other brothers.
“You know,” said Ida, blushing as she took his hand and pressed it against her chest, “we didn’t really get to talk properly, and I didn’t have time to thank you. I didn’t even learn your name. But I really want to correct this unfortunate oversight.”
The girl also honestly admitted that she has no experience and offered him to be her first. Not just “first,” but truly the very first.

