"Chelsea, let me ask you something. When I woke up back then, I was at your house. Before I woke up, were you the one taking care of me the whole time?"
Chelsea's expression faltered. Looking a little guilty, she immediately forced a laugh. "Who else would it have been? I'm the only child in my family!"
Five nodded, his expression still cold. "You came here looking for me?"
"Well, my dad sent me to ask if you all have time to come over for dinner." As she spoke, Chelsea started to fidget, her voice growing softer. "And also… about the two of us… Dad said it's about time we… made a decision."
Five looked at Chelsea, the warmth he once had for her completely gone from his eyes. "No, we're very busy lately. You should go back."
But Chelsea acted as if she hadn't understood him at all. Instead, she grabbed Five's arm and started acting coy.
"Five, where have you all been? I looked for you at the base all day!"
