"You-approached me with intricate plans, what exactly is your intention? Do you want... to dig out my heart? To take my lungs? Or... do you want to drain, drain my blood?"
My vision was blurry, not seeing clearly, but I felt like Daniel Carter's handsome face was frozen, looking at me utterly amused, staying still.
After a long time, he asked me with an extremely surprising tone, "I'm not a butcher. Why would I want to dig out hearts, lungs, and drain blood?"
"That's a question for you... How would I know? You're acting strange, and your mother is strange too... You both are inexplicably kind to me; it's terrifying—" I shook my head, waved my hand weakly, muttering, "Terrifying..."
Daniel Carter asked, "So you think we are kind to you because we want to take your organs, drain your blood, and that's why you suddenly distanced yourself from me?"
