"I want to change into pajamas, so these pants have to be sacrificed first." With her foot in a cast, she needed to cut off her pants to remove them.
Ethan glanced at her and then understood what was going on. "Wait here."
He handed her the scissors. "Do you want me to help?"
"No need. I might have a bum foot, but my hands are perfectly fine."
"Are you sure you want to hop to the bathroom by yourself?"
Isabella glanced at the distance to the bathroom. "No problem."
Ethan stood up and nodded. "Alright, I'll follow behind you, not touching or helping you. Let's see how you manage."
Isabella didn't refuse his offer to follow behind her, knowing her words were basically useless to him. So, why waste her breath?
