"Alright, then find a place to sit. I'll change your dressing." Yan Cijin's voice was a little shaky. She glanced at Bai Li, then quickly looked away.
Bai Li noticed that too. It was not a huge reaction, but it was enough to make her heartbeat shift in a strange little way. Yan Cijin's eyes had flicked over her face, and for a brief second Bai Li had the impression that Yan Cijin was trying to look composed while also trying not to be too obvious about how close she stood. Bai Li did not say anything about it. Instead, she quietly walked to the sofa area and sat down as told, but the soft, brief tension in the room stayed with her. It made the whole scene feel a little more personal than it probably should have been. "Oh, then I'll sit on a chair." Bai Li obediently sat down on a chair in the living room, extending her arms.
