"My true mate," He Juan clarified, a hint of amusement in his tone. "Why are you so surprised? You must have heard of it, haven't you?"
"I–I have, but… I always thought that it's just a myth! Who the hell still hopes to find their true mate in this age and era?! Are you sure you're not mistaken??"
"Trust me, I would have agreed with you if I hadn't met him. Instead of a myth, I would call it destiny. You too," he softened his tone. "I hope one day you can find your true mate, regardless of who or where they are now."
Sirius let out a derisive scoff, his disdain apparent. "Heh, I would already be grateful if they didn't wet their pants the moment they learned my identity. It's even better if they didn't become a burden. Forget it, why are we talking about this again? Ah, right, your mate. So the two of you are living together right now? Which one of you recognized the other person first, you or him? Have you felt something special towards him even from back then?"
