"I take it that we're in the evil woods," he stated earning a nod from Minerva who was silently watching the two from where she stood.
"It's getting dark. I'm sure it's a quarter to four," Lucky uttered as he looked at Daniel who was still looking at him.
"I'm fine you have nothing to worry about,"
"Fine? Have nothing to worry about?" He echoed. "Are you sane?" He asked, pointing at his temple with his index finger.
"You were shaking and writhing in pain hours ago. You groaned out and I- I couldn't take your pain away... I couldn't help you in any way so I carried you in here to ask for help only to get trapped with the ghosts.. We almost died but she saved us Lucky and you're telling me that you're fine? And you feel normal? What's that?" Daniel retorted.
With a perched up brow and a sharp exhale, Lucky said, "I appreciate it that you risked your life for me, but you shouldn't have."
