Ellinor looked a little awkward and subconsciously reached for the towel around her neck, "...Nothing, I'm just cold!"
Byran furrowed his brows, "If you're cold, wrapping a towel isn't gonna do much; I'll lend you my clothes!"
With that, he turned to Patricia, asking, "You're not cold now, are you?"
Patricia blinked, "Uh... yeah, I'm not cold anymore!"
Byran said solemnly, "Then take off the coat you're wearing. Let Ellinor wear it. She just fell in the water; she's prone to catching a cold!"
Only then did Patricia realize that she was still wearing the coat Byran had given her. His demand for it put a freeze on her smile, "...Okay, you're right, Ellinor fell in the water; she could catch a cold."
Reluctantly, she 'understandingly' took off the coat and returned it to Byran.
Without hesitation, Byran took the coat and handed it to Ellinor, "Here, you wear this!"
Ellinor glanced at the coat being offered, then at Byran's sincere face, waving her hand, "Thanks, but no."
Byran pushed the coat back into her hand, "If I say wear it, then wear it. Why are you being so polite with me?"
"I appreciate the gesture, but really..."
Unfortunately, her refusal fell on deaf ears. Byran, thinking she was just being too shy, yanked off the towel from her neck and draped his coat over her.
In that moment, the blotchy marks on Ellinor's neck were exposed, leaving room for much speculation.
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