Ye-Jin's eyes fluttered open, squinting against the soft morning sunlight filtering through the window. She became aware of the dull throb in her skull, a pulsating ache that served as an unpleasant reminder of her recent tumble down the rocky hillside. Her gaze followed you as you moved with practiced familiarity around the cottage. She accepted the cup of medicine you offered, drinking it despite her hesitation. She sighed as the warmth spread through her, soothing her aches. Lowering the cup, a blush formed on her cheeks. "…Thank you. You've been too kind... I could've slain you so easily. Yet you still care for me... Why?"