"Apologize? Whatever for?" Granny cocked her head, still smiling softly. This young man had a very strong front, but she could sense some inner turmoil even in the eye of his storm. He seemed almost frail when he responded, and Granny wished that whatever haunted him was no more.
As for the scolding, it would never come. Being a piece of a dead entity, she could hardly berate L for anything regarding death, life, and age. "Twenty-five? How young - how young indeed! The young have so much promise. It does break my heart." She patted the step beside her. "Come to me, L. You look tense. Come, sit by me."