Chapter 6-6

"No worries! And honestly, if you want me to make anything specific for you whilst you're here, just let me know. It's seriously no trouble," She smiled warmly. I blinked incredulously, unsure of how to respond as even my polite smile struggled to make an appearance, "... I'll keep that in mind. Thanks." Her excitement died slightly at my lack of enthusiasm, her face dropping but only a smidge. It took a moment, but I watched as she subtly assessed my considerably taller frame with pursed lips, pausing briefly to take in the various bruises which still littered my exposed forearms that I subconsciously folded across my chest. Hesitating for a moment, she suddenly pointed behind her towards the kitchen with a friendly mask that poorly hid a pitying demeaner, "Would you like me to put something on for you now? You're looking a bit... maybe some food would do you some good?" Sniffing loudly, I took a step back and forced an awkward chuck