"And why are you only getting a ten-minute break? Are you looking for a beating that much?" Cyneah continued to voice her displeasure while tending to Kyran's wounds.
Kyran did not respond and only watched her with a faint smile. He did not ask her to heal him. As a matter of fact, he did not want her to come because he knew she would get upset once she knew he needed to participate in all the matches and that he only had a short rest time in between. Still, he was grateful for her insistence on coming and her feeling upset for his sake. It might sound a bit condescending, but having someone fuss over him sometimes felt nice. His mother never once fussed over his well-being, although he knew she did when he was not around.
"Don't feel happy!" Cyneah scolded after sensing his amusement. "Though I can't see, I can feel how terrible your wounds are!"
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