Suzanne Trent looked at her evenly, her words crystalline clear, "A tiny issue seems to bizarrely escalate into a conflict of another dimension. I'm curious, what the heck is the reason? We didn't do anything special or out of the ordinary, and yet it seems like we're being led by someone aimed at creating special treatment. Did I mention wanting to rest just now?"
"Aren't you being a tad too sensitive, Miss Trent? That's not what I meant. I was just considering that you didn't seem well this morning, heard you had heat stroke or something, therefore suggested Mr. King take you to rest." Carina Smith maintained her gentle smile.