Chapitre 195: Book 4 : Chapter 44

It wasn't until midday that Jaime woke up again.

"Hola," I said. "Do you speak English?"

He was still laying on the bed on his back with no shirt so that I could fully see the wound. It looked to be healing perfectly and he didn't look quite as deathly white as he did the day before.

He nodded, "a little."

"How do you feel?" I asked.

"Weak," he replied with a frustrated groan. "And heavy."

"It will be days before your body has recovered from the blood loss. I'm sure Andrea will let you rest here until then and I will keep an eye on the wound. The sanitation was far from desirably last night and I need to make sure it doesn't get infected."

"Why are you helping?" He asked suddenly turning to me.

His eyes were an olive green and they stared directly into mine with a totally serious face.

"What?" I asked.

His eyes glanced to the doorway momentarily before looking back at me.