Thea's gaze drifted to Ryder, her eyes locking onto her finger, still nestled in his lips. A soft smile played on her lips, but before Ryder could notice, he looked up and asked, "Where is the first aid box?"
"In the living room.." she replied.
As their eyes met, Thea's smile quickly disappeared, leaving behind a neutral expression.
Ryder returned from the living room, the first aid kit in his hand. He approached Thea, his eyes locking onto hers. "Give me your hand.."
"It's okay, Ryder. I'm fine.." Thea said softly, attempting to reassure him, but her words only seemed to deepen his concern.
"Give me your hand." he asked again. Thea sighed and gave him her hand. Ryder gently placed it on the counter table, took out a band-aid, and carefully cleaned the wound. He then applied a thin layer of ointment to the affected area and finally covered it with the band-aid.
