The brief warmth of the moment dissipated quickly as the man coldly asked, “Why has the dragon gotten smaller?”
“Miu reverted his form to make it easier for me to handle,” I explained. “As long as he remains small, I’ll be able to survive the day a little bit better.”
“That is good progress, but you still need some routine in your day. You have to wake up on time, eat on time, and sleep on time. If you do those three things, you will not be so weak—”
I cut him off before he could finish, my voice unwavering. “Sir Kyle, do you know what the worst thing for a patient is?”
Kyle furrowed his brow, considering the question seriously.
“It’s constant nagging,” I declared, pointing my spoon menacingly at him. “And have you never heard the phrase ‘let a girl eat in peace’?”
The detective turned away, deciding this wasn’t a battle worth fighting. He retreated into the living room, assessing the disarray around him.
