Gaea looked down in shame, admitted her mistake, and her reaction, which tended to overdo it, saw Eryk's body.
'This isn't the first time I've seen men's breasts, some are even better than Eryk's. But I can't stop myself from acting like this. Like a girl just getting into puberty again.'
Maybe it's true that when it comes to loved ones, we can behave differently.
Gaea walked over to Eryk still with her head down, she then sat on the sofa, "Here I will treat it," she said shyly.
Eryk didn't say anything, he sat beside Gaea with his back to her, showing his injured back, "Gently, okay?"
"Of course," Gaea responded, dripping antiseptic on the cloth, "What do you think I am?"
"I just don't believe you," Eryk said mischievously.
"Are you kidding?" Gaea asked back, "I've done this before."
"Really?"
"Yes," Gaea muttered, "I've treated my friend Rey's wounds before ..."
Silence filled between them.
