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Verita woke about thirty minutes later with unfocused, spinning eyes. She looked around in a daze, spotted me, and flinched again.
She had collapsed without warning, so I was worried she would wake with scrambled memories. Judging from her expression, it seemed this wasn't the case.
"Are you okay?" I asked.
"Uwah."
"Calm down for now. Calm down."
Verita looked like she was about to lose her composure again at the sight of my wound, so I flicked her forehead before she spiraled.
"Uhhhhhh—" She covered the sore spot with a groan and stared at me. The sting seemed to steady her, though her eyes still held a haze of confusion.
I lowered my voice. "I said, calm down."
Her shoulders sagged, and she glanced at me nervously. "Yes..."
Honestly, seeing her like this threw me off. If we fought right now, Verita would probably win. My pride hurt, but this was the truth. Yet Verita kept watching my reaction. At the very least, she hadn’t lied when she said that she followed me, a priest.
"Excuse me..." she started.
"Yes?"
"Why did you suddenly do that?" Verita asked cautiously.
This woman, who had fainted and woken up, was still sitting on the ground. I moved to the other side, sat down as well, and asked back, "Why did you suddenly faint?"
"I did?" Her shock sounded genuine.
"You foamed at the mouth...
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