"You didn't come here for no reason, did you? Did you come to apologize, or- to make me suffer even more?"
Angela's nether-eyes rounded, and she frowned in irritation. "Now you're accusing me?!"
"I'm not accusing, I'm just asking," Kalea replied as she reached for some water and drank it elegantly. "But are your wounds healed?"
"N-no need to ask me! Your wounds are worse anyway!" She retorted, raising her voice, and while Kalea was getting used to being yelled at, she was no longer as afraid of Angela as she had been before.
Angela's hands were clenched into tight fists, her face flushed between annoyance and guilt. "You shouldn't have helped me! You must have done it on purpose, right? To make everyone sympathize with you and make me feel guilty?" she accused Angela with a sly smile.
