"Please leave this room, I will examine the patient," the doctor asked.
Obediently, everyone there, -Achiera and Steven- left Hans' room, to give doctors space to do their job.
Just to let you know, ever since, Hans had always held Steven's wrist. That made Steven difficult to leave because the grip was also quite strong.
"Why don't you come out?" Achiera asked.
"Ugh... I wanted to get out, but this idiot grabbed my arm," Steven snorted.
"Just let it go, how hard is it?" Achiera also released Hans' grip roughly until it was released.
"Uh, this hurts," Steven complains softly. "Anyway, don't you think, he's been holding my hand ever since. That means he really wants me here with him. It seems he has something to say to me, but you stop him."
"Oh, yeah? But why do I feel like you were the one who made him that way? You must have said something that made things worse. I was right, wasn't I?" Achiera accused.
