I’m sorry for not being mean.
Nadia gazed at the note through saddened eyes. She had most definitely not meant to make him feel terrible, but she had in her own annoyance. She wondered if he felt the way she did sometimes when he was sharp with her. The flowers, she noted, were beautiful, various lilies and roses now sat in a vase she dug out. It was chipped and very old, and she was sure it hadn’t been used in ages, but there it sat next to her bed, housing the flowers.
That morning the sun was brighter than she recalled, it warmed her room up and made her feel hot. She stood up and put the note down next to the flowers, exiting the room and finding Garin in the kitchen.
“Garin...” She said, standing in the doorway. “Can we talk?”
“What is there to talk about?”
“I just... wanted to thank you for the potion, and the flowers. I feel much better this morning, actually... I think I could eat something.”
“Hm.” Garin put a plate on the table for her and went to retrieve his own food. “Then eat.”
“O-Okay... I put the flowers in a vase after you went to bed last night.”
“That’s good.” Garin didn’t sound all that interested though, in fact, he wasn’t even looking at her.
“Garin!” Nadia exclaimed, “I’m sorry!”
“Sorry?”
“I’m sorry for yelling at you yesterday. I felt really guilty about it and I shouldn’t have... thank you for worrying about me.”
“W-Worrying about you?!” Garin replied in shock, “What are you...?” He stammered, struggling to find the words to ask her a question. “What are you even talking about? I’m not worried!”
“But you went through all that trouble to get me a potion to stop the morning sickness...” Nadia raised and dropped her arms to her sides, “Why else would you do that if you weren’t worrying or if you didn’t care?”
Garin seemed lost for words, he just stood there over the kitchen table with his mouth hanging open. “Just eat your breakfast please.” He finally said, dropping into his chair and picking up a fork. He stabbed his food viciously and began to eat, stuffing his face full of bacon and eggs.
Nadia, puzzled, sat down and ate slowly at first, almost not trusting her stomach to actually keep the food. She took a bite of her bacon and watched Garin eating, he was clearly flustered and she wondered how she’d managed to get him so frustrated. All she had done was apologize to him, and yet that seemed to be too much for the poor man to take.
“Are you going to be busy today?” Nadia asked between bites.
