Maria leaned back into her chair, a fond smile playing at her lips as she looked at Diana across the table.
"You know, I really have to say..." Maria began warmly. "...your skills have improved quite a lot."
Diana looked up from her tea, curiosity flickering in her eyes.
"I saw the way your hands moved in that operation theater." Maria continued. "How swift you were, how you never hesitated even for a moment."
"I've always been thoroughly impressed by what a good doctor you are—but watching you today?"
She shook her head in admiration.
"I felt that if I ever took a dagger through the heart, I wouldn't have to worry at all. My best friend would be right by my side and would most definitely save me."
Diana's expression shifted from curiosity to genuine horror.
"Oh, Maria, please don't do something like that!"
She exclaimed, her voice urgent.
"I beg of you! Taking a knife out of a heart is something even I'm not confident in!"
