"Is he okay now?"
"For the time being, yes. But the boy requires several treatments, psychotherapy sessions, and even some strong medication. His condition isn't exactly normal. However, as long as he avoids the triggers that make him lose control of his emotions, he won't die."
"Talk like a human."
"Oh? And does my lord resemble a human and know how they speak? My apologies, I don't know much in that field."
"So, when will Sian wake up?"
"Soldier, there's no need to panic. I said he's fine, so he's fine."
"Let's wait a little longer."
Sian's consciousness wavered between clarity and oblivion.
Still, he could hear the different voices around him.
Due to his nature and constant vigilance, he already knew four people were surrounding him and talking at this very moment.
Then, he felt his throat tighten — as if someone were choking him.
...No, it wasn't a person.
