"Logan , are you okay?" "I'm fine. It's just a small scratch."
"But you're bleeding...!"
"I've already applied ointment, so it's fine. The bleeding has stopped."
Nathan stared outside while listening to his family's concerned voices. His parents kept talking to his injured brother, expressing their worries. The sight made him frown.
'It's just a small scratch, why are they making such a fuss?'
Though his brother had been cut by a skeleton's sword, it was just a surface-level wound. To be honest, it was shallower than the cut he had accidentally given himself while handling a kitchen knife some time ago. As long as infection wasn't an issue, it was nothing more than a scratch.
Yet, his parents wouldn't leave his brother, Logan alone for a second.
'Would they worry about me like that if I got hurt?'
