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The next morning, I was sitting at the fire of our Camp, stirring sticks to feed it. It was still cloudy, with a cool temperature. Then, I saw a desperate Lettie come out of the tent, looking around in confusion.
"Oh!" She ran towards me. Her face was all crumpled, her eyes were sleepy, and her hair was disheveled.
"Good morning." I moved the sticks again. It was still difficult to look her in the eyes after what happened yesterday.
"What time is it?!" Lettie placed her hand on her chest, trying to breathe slower, and looked up to the skies. "Is it late?! Are we late for Training?!"
"Calm down." I raised my hand and then pointed to the ground. "Sit down and have your breakfast. There's fruit, and I boiled some eggs."
Lettie seemed a bit troubled, for she was usually the one who would prepare breakfast with the food I'd bring, however, she accepted my suggestion, sitting on her knees in an anxious posture. She remained silent as she took some mint leaves from a pot near the fire and chewed them, stroking her hair, until she turned to me and asked, "Why didn't you wake us up?"
I wet my lips, trying to look her in the eye, and replied, "I... I-I thought it would be better to let you rest today. Don't worry about the Training." I swallowed hard, my mouth dry. "Consider it a... a day off." I glanced away, looking for more sticks to stir up an already perfect fire, and we got back to silence.
Seconds later, Lettie settled herself better by sitting with her legs crossed and, when I dared to glance at her sideways, I saw that she was showing a little, introspective smile. She took a fruit and then four boiled eggs, which were cooling in a pile of dry moss, and began peeling them. After she finished it, she said in a soft tone, "Thank you. For yesterday."
I finally looked at her. But to maintain my tough-guy pose, I cleared my throat and twisted my lips into a grimace. "I-It was nothing," I said, coldly. "You needed the medicine and the hot water."
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