"Otsukaresama!" Airi waved her hands, seeing Carter enter the room.
"Otsukare. Lunch done?" Carter raised the corners of his lips a little, reckoning to her wave.
"Just now. See," Airi pointed at the empty bowl in front of her. There was also a young nurse in the room, clearing out the small table in front of Airi after she had taken her food. Hearing another person, she looked up and got mesmerized by the eye blindingly handsome man coming in. She enthusiastically greeted him, but Carter didn't seem to bother even greeting her back. Instead, he walked ahead, placing the bag over the table in a corner of her bed. "You have been good while having lunch, right? I heard you throw a lot of tantrums every time."
"Ugh, not ya too. See, how plain lookin' goddamn soup they feed me. How am I supposta' stay calm, even lookin' at that sh*t? Cheh!" Airi grumbled, a pained look on her face.
