“I’m sorry!” He backed off right away when Greco realized that he shouldn’t do that. “Those bruises… you don’t have any of those when we were still inside the dining hall.” He asked as he was just looking at her firmly.

She shyly looked away and hid her bruises from him, although he had seen them already. “These are nothing. I tripped on my way out. That’s why I got these.”

“What? Where exactly did you get trip? To a cliff? That looks really serious.” He asked once again, but there was a hint of sarcasm in his voice. It was obviously not from being tripped to somewhere, and Greco...