Camden River naturally knew she had just zoned out, but he chose not to point it out. With a calm expression, he withdrew his gaze and asked softly, "Shall I repeat it?"
"Sure." Zara exhaled and quickly nodded.
As Camden River continued speaking, roughly twenty minutes passed before he lowered the hand that had been resting on the table, placing it on his abdomen, gently pressing it twice.
His wound had mostly healed.
The punches from Ali Harris earlier in the afternoon weren't enough to reopen the wound, but it still felt uncomfortable, causing pain when seated for a while.
With Zara's exam registration imminent, his time to tutor her was limited, naturally wanting to make the most of it. Without uttering a complaint, he kept speaking, though the black brows knitted slightly in discomfort.
"Are you uncomfortable?" Zara suddenly asked.
Camden River was taken aback and instinctively looked up at her, "No."
