"Don't worry, it's fine," Raga replied. He then took a deep breath, and adjusted his position to be more comfortable with July's help.
"Thank you," said Raga.
"No problem."
July is already seated.
Suddenly, Raga wastes his breath. Blink for a moment and then open your eyes and stare at the ceiling. "As soon as I recovered, the police would come and get me," Raga says.
"I know," Juli apologized. "I've explained what happened, they should give you leniency when they are going to detain you."
"Hopefully," Raga sighed.
"I'm sorry, I can't help. I've tried to say a lot of things, but all decisions are in their hands."
"It's not your fault," Raga glared at July's face. "It's a risk I have to take."
July was silent for a moment, so was Raga. The only sound that could be heard was the heart monitor. After a few minutes of silence, July opened the conversation again.
"Does Mira know about this?" Ask July.
