Bab 102: The Cure II

"What cure?" She repeated again. "Nick…" She called, then as if remembering that she wasn't supposed to call his name considering her poor status. She repeated the statement. This time, in the right way. "Doctor, what are they saying? What cure are they talking about?" 

Should she even be talking? I thought, glaring at her. Seeing this, she bit her lips which had tasted so fucking nice, and faced down, burrowing into her best friend's side the more. Scared now, are we? I thought, before stepping back to the big chair which I had been sitting on some minutes ago.