“Sis, are you really okay? Are you sure you want to work? You might faint again later. End up in the hospital again. With an IV drip again. Hmm... maybe it's better for you to rest at home first until you're completely fit.”

Razen talked at length, but Elzi was willing to swear. It felt like she was suddenly short of breath because of him.

Elzi shook her head. “I'm fine, Zen. And remember, you have to be here by four in the afternoon. You mustn't be late.”

Like a soldier, Razen brought his hand to his forehead. Giving a salute with his trademark cigarette. “Roger that, Commander. Affirmative.”

Exiting...