"Well, it's done!"
Elijah's daydreaming was interrupted when Amisha said she was satisfied after she finished treating and bandaging Elijah's open wound. Although it didn't feel as good as drinking potions, being treated by Amisha had eased the pain Elijah had previously felt.
"Wait here. I'll prepare some food for you."
Amisha got up to put things away and went to get food for Elijah. But before she could do that, Elijah had already cathed one of her wrists.
"Hey, let go of my sister's hand, you shameless man!"
"Is there something you need?"
In contrast to Hafuza, who immediately became angry when the man saw Elijah holding his sister's hand, Amisha asked Elijah in a soft voice. Elijah released his grip slowly after that. His eyes looked at the two siblings in turn before asking something that had been on his mind all this time.
"Why did you save me?" he asked them.
