"What exactly are you talking about?"
Medeia was silent for a moment, not knowing what kind of answer she should give to him.
Besides, why was he questioning the obvious?
Lucian didn't want to leave, that meant he wanted her to leave the base, right?
"Can you not make me have to say it?" Medeia sighed. "It still hurts, you know."
Lucian immediately came closer and checked her bandage. "Where? Where do you feel pain? Should I ask doctors to come here?"
Doctors? So the base had a lot of doctors.
Ah, that was not the point!
The point was, why should Lucian seem to care too much about them?
"No, it's not like that." Medeia nudged him slightly, then looked away. "I mean ..." She hesitated, her voice trembling. "You don't have to act this way, Lucian. It's hard for me to leave you when you treat me too well."
