((I'm sorry, Shan! It's just that I had homework to do, and I'm really tired. Sorry.
))
Angel shook her head rapidly. Her long black silver hair flowed gently with the breeze.
"No, no! It's okay. You can help if you like. I don't mind." After saying that, she left the cockpit.
She looked down, thinking if a Black Mage like Rueben ever felt something inside. Like... affection. Oh, well! It didn't matter.
Angel focused on cooking for everyone. But she wondered if Rueben changed his mind about helping. If he did, then it was all right.