Estelle had walked out of sleep so suddenly that she forgot about the cuff that was around her wrist. She felt embarrassed as she was in a rush and forgot about the state she had came in but she quickly shook her head to Roland's question, "Magnus wouldn't do anything to me, you know that."
"I know, I know, but," Roland sighed again. "This isn't like me," he then cursed under his breaths. "How are you feeling?"
"Good," Estelle responded while rubbing the back of her neck, "I thought I had really died."
"You did, you drank that poison in a gusto so how could you not?" Roland then hit his own head as soon as he spoke, startling her. "Sorry, I'm too agitated. It happens whenever I'm too excited or agitated, this mouth of mine will just speak nonsense. I didn't mean to be sarcastic."
Estelle chuckled hearing this, "You know hearing you apologize is a bit unnerving? Don't worry, I know what you mean. I'm sorry for burdening you."
