Edward Stephens looked into her frightened eyes, paused for a moment, and realized something. He released his grip on Daisy Ginger's shoulders, pulled the blanket over her, and said: "You aren't feeling well right now, are you? I'll go outside, and you might feel a bit more comfortable."
He had always been used to doing things his own way and never thought to inform others, not realizing it would lead to a misunderstanding with Daisy Ginger.
"..." Daisy Ginger clutched the blanket, stammering, "I'm not—too uncomfortable..."
Edward Stephens glanced at her.
"You can ask the doctor to prescribe some painkillers for me." Daisy Ginger said softly, "It'll pass soon."
Edward Stephens gave her a stern look, retorting, "Taking painkillers all the time—your brain will get numb."
Daisy Ginger pouted and countered, "There's no medical proof that painkillers can make people numb."
Edward Stephens rolled his eyes at her, "I say one thing, and you're already bouncing back."
