“Are you—you asshole!” I stomped forward. “You’re not hurting anymore? You lying little shit.” Edin snickered. “I’m sorry, josdo. I couldn’t resist.” “Why’d you lie about that, Edin?” Danny stepped up beside me. “Because I helped him take a fucking bath,” I gritted out, feeling my face go pink. “Because he said his ribs were hurting too much and he needed my help.” There was a pause, before Danny snorted with laughter. He stepped forward and bumped fists with Edin, who rumbled out a deep chuckle. I rolled my eyes. “You are ridiculous,” I grated—at the exact same moment the Soul Eater did.
