Fredric did not dare to make too huge of a movement and flipped the blanket open carefully for a look. His clothes were not changed, and his shirt was drenched in blood and sweat. It was unbelievably dirty already.
His wound was already bandaged, but the dressing was incredibly unprofessional.
He looked up at the girl and asked after some time, “You… saved me?”
When the girl blinked and grinned, she looked like an angel on the church mural.
“Why? Are you repaying me for saving you?”
Fredric paused, still a little groggy due to his fever.
He went through what happened despite his blank mind.
He had come to Melorian for Trinity, only to get into a shady cab after getting off his flight. He had not been there too frequently before, so he was not familiar with the way. The car had made several turns into a quiet alley, and the driver had shown his menace, even calling an accomplice over.
Then… he was stabbed. He passed out after that and was here when he opened his eyes again.
“Here!” The girl’s voice pulled him back to reality.
She passed him two tablets and a glass of water, urging him to take them.
“It’s an antipyretic and anti-inflammatory tablet,” explained the girl. “But the cheapest kind. I can’t afford expensive ones!”
Fredric smiled. It was already good enough that he had medicine at this time. He took the tablets and asked the girl, “What’s your name?”
“Sunny.”
Sunny, the golden sun.
To survive in such conditions with a pretty and clean smile like this, she was pretty sunny.
“Hey, what’s your name?” she asked. “You’re a foreigner… Where are you from?”
“I’m Fredric Constable.” Fredric smiled. “From Centrolis. Have you heard of it?”
“You’re from Centrolis?”
The girl widened her eyes, Chaisene turning into fluent Acian, as she flashed her pearly whites.
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