“Talking about human sympathy when you have none” Kendrick responds bitterly. Elodie's forehead puckers, her brows furrowing “What is that supposed to mean?”

Kendrick admits, “Haven't had a proper meal in days, plus my medications are lacking, and I'm losing sleep.”

Elodie watches him half amused. “So?” She asks as if she couldn't care less.

Kendrick's gaze locks onto hers with an unwavering intensity. “If you had human sympathy, you wouldn't leave me to suffer.” Kendrick pauses a bit, before saying seriously “You need to apologize”

Elodie's eyes widen in disbelief, a sarcastic laugh building up inside of her. “Apologize? For what?” She asks. She doesn't let Kendrick speak as...