Voice: "Why don't I see this coming!"
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"It's just a small cut, the glove protected my hands" Law pretested.
He was surprised to see their sympathy getting extreme, how are they behaving as If it is abnormal to bleed?
"Eloira, go bring the first aid kit" Shiven instructed, he point upstairs without a slight glare at her.
Without hesitation, Eloira leaves, her gaze still interlocking with Lura, what could that look on her face mean? Eloira whine but couldn't discern.
Law chuckles sarcastically, he protests further as he feels a little bit embarrassed, "The cut is small, it will heal very fast... You shouldn't make me feel like I'm a kid... Boss"
"Yes! You are! If you're not, why did you cut yourself?!" Shiven retorted, his gaze was hard on him, holding the absorbent paper on the wound which refuse to cloth.