~{DEBORAH'S POV}~
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"Peter, do you realize my body is injured? How did my body get all these injuries in the first place?" I asked in dread as I looked at Peter's feminine back since I sat behind him.
"Ask Peculiar. I was also surprised to see them and she seemed unbothered by it and wasn't in pain. Although I helped her pull the dagger from her back when she was still in this body," he explained and hearing him speak through my voice felt so fascinating to me and I wanted to hear it repeatedly.
"Does it hurt?"
"It doesn't. I have experienced being injured and this is nothing," he casually said and I sighed in remembrance.
"But you seem to forget that this is my body. Look at your bloody hands and your right cheek is also cut. Don't you care for my body?" I complained and heard him sigh.
