•Leiara•
After Colson behaved so barbaric toward my nurse, a young man sent to me by Syves merely to do his job, I take him upstairs to my room.
He's pretty shaken and clearly offended. And I'm scared whether or not he would want to continue working with me.
Honestly, if it was I in his place, I don't think I would. So I wouldn't hold anything against him if he decides to leave.
"Are you okay?"
He nods his head rapidly, panting softly.
"You should have some water, please," I point to the jug on the table.
Since I'm temporarily disabled at the moment, I can't even be courteous.
As he drinks, I speak.
"I really don't know what happened to him today," I start, trying to explain.
Or defend Colson?
No! Definitely not!
I'm simply trying to make the nurse understand my point and maybe, be kind enough not to leave.
With my current situation, I need him more than anything else. I can't do anything by myself and having him as my aid is bliss.
