Nathasia instinctively shrank backward, seeing that he was indeed walking towards her.
Damien sat down on a chair before the sofa and said as he gestured, "Come near. Your lips look quite swollen."
A light of surprise shone in Nathasia's eyes, wondering whether she heard him right or not. But seeing his serious expression and how he was still extending out a hand while on his other hand he was holding an ice pack, she knew she did indeed hear him right.
"What are you looking at?" Damien asked with knitted brows.
"N-Nothing. It's just...." Nathasia didn't know what to say since this whole gesture was surprising. She never thought he would offer to soothe her injuries for her considering how he had been ever since they were on the run.
