Blake did not want anyone to see him like that,although he sure had taken some liking towards Clara but that did not mean she could ridiculous him. Zoravec pater his back once more after Blake wiped off his tears and informed about the changes and psyche of Clara.
"It's not your fault Blake. We just failed to see that she was a proper bitch and just used us for her own benefit."
Blake widened his eyes upon the whole thing Zoravec informed him and took a few moments as he processed his words. He finally understood that Clara was not trustworthy let alone someone he could love or date. Nonetheless, Zoravec glanced at his broken wrist and realised that he needed some kind of treatment which could fix his bones.
"Let's go. I'm sure the mentirs must have some sort of medical facility nearby. It was expected we could potentially get invited, they must have prepared something to give us the aid."
