"Why is it that almost all the time, you are getting injured?" Slate asked as he started treating her injury.
"I think all my injuries aren't entirely my fault though," she replied.
The other wrist wound was because he had pushed her, but maybe that was partially her fault.
Slate didn't say anything more as he knew the other wound that was still healing was because of him, not entirely but he was at fault as well.
Eduard watched as Slate tend to Amethyst wrist and a meaningful smile appeared on his lips.
Amethyst noticed this and gave him a look to stop whatever it was that he was doing... or thinking at that.
He grinned before pursing his lips when Slate looked up, already done with tending to her little injury.
"Anyway," Slate started as he fix the things he had used.
Amethyst glared at Eduard before looking back at Slate.
