Ryn entered the small cottage and hugged her body.
"You look awful, " he commented, eyeing her drooped body.
"It was a long journey, " she commented.
He snorted. He knew if he showed his worry, she would feel worst. It was better for him to stoke her anger to make her more 'alive'.
She dropped her bag on the floor and sat on the small rattan chair. He took the seat next to her, still that playful smile curling on his tanned face.
"I'm hungry. What do you have?" she looked at him with her eyes half-closed? She was beyond exhaustion.
"Are you sure you want to eat?" he asked, taking the chance to knock her head lightly before walked to the small kitchen connected to the area. In fact, there was no exact room for the kitchen. The whole house only has a bedroom and one bathroom. The open space in the house was divided into a small living room and a kitchen with a bar counter.
