"Oh, you are awake." Aria narrowed her brows, not hiding the fact that she was annoyed with him and Noah raised his brows questioningly. "How do you feel?"
Even though she was irked, she still went to him and rechecked his condition, much to Noah's relief.
"I feel weak and miserable." Noah croaked, bearing with the discomfort in his throat and Aria stared at him for a moment before she helped him to sit and poured him a cup of warm water.
Noah gave her a puppy look and drank the water, his eyes not leaving Aria even for a moment while Aria entered his details in the patient's charts.
"You are still weak and need to rest some more. You will not be discharged until I deem you fit and fine." Aria reported. Not once did she look at Noah, much to his anguish.
"Are you angry?" Noah lowered his cup and looked at Aria, his lower lip jutting out slightly as if he was guilty and Aria glanced at him before she returned to his chart.
