"Are you sure that's okay?"
Ezra had a reason for asking that question. He had never seen Cherry get a proper rest.
It wasn’t just Cherry. The same went for Ethan.
Ezra glanced at Ethan’s uniform. The knight’s attire was meticulously worn, with not a single part out of place, making him look almost ascetic.
Having seen Ethan walking around in just a shimizu before, Ezra knew how battered his body was, covered in all sorts of scars.
It was obvious that he was making an effort not to show his wounds—probably to avoid any unnecessary misunderstandings about being infected by a monster.
"Did you two even sleep?"
