"Already healed?"
Motan was taken aback.
"Yeah, it seems like there were a lot of people who helped when I fell."
Luna nodded and said lightly, "I heard that after being bandaged, a Druid aunt quickly healed my wound."
Although she spoke casually, her tone full of indifference, Motan keenly picked up on the important information Luna inadvertently revealed.
"Seemed like? Heard?"
He crossed his arms and asked gravely, "So you not only fell, but also lost consciousness for a while afterward?"
Luna casually tossed the bandage into the trash bin under the lab table, and then leisurely took a bag of coffee beans from the pile of miscellaneous items in the corner. As she brewed coffee using test tubes and beakers—God knows if they were sterilized or not—she said nonchalantly, "I'm not sure if I was unconscious; maybe I fell asleep. I've been forgetting to sleep these past few days."
"You should get a good night's sleep..."
