"I'll go and cook him something to eat, you can then help him eat," Heather instructed Ravier after he helped Cyrus into the bath.
Cyrus was not that weak as to have someone help him up there but he was disoriented that he didn't reject Ravier's help.
"Oh you will cook?" Ravier was stunned.
He was stunned because he have not seen her cook anything yet.
Heather chuckled, "Don't worry I won't put anything funny on what I will cook."
"No, young madam I didn't mean it that way."
Seeing his flustered look, Heather couldn't help but laugh, "I told you I prefer Heather over young madam. At the same time, I am just joking with you."
Ravier didn't know whether to laugh or to cry.
Heather's attitude was completely throwing him off.
She looked serious but she was actually joking. Sometimes she looked like she was joking but she was actually serious.
