Tessa Caldwell woke up after a nap, and the swelling on her foot had reduced significantly. After dinner, she took a walk with Faye supporting her.
In the evening, after a shower, Faye rubbed some healing oil on her bruised and swollen foot.
Tessa was in tears from the pain, constantly crying out, "Gentle, gentle…"
But without using force, the oil wouldn't work, so Faye wasn't gentle at all.
By the time the oil was applied, Tessa was lying on the bed, whimpering, her eyes teary, and breathing heavily from the pain.
When Faye came out after washing his hands, Tessa looked at him with a woeful expression, sniffing and throwing a little tantrum, "It hurts like hell. Those who know it's medicinal oil would understand, but those who don't might think you're committing murder."
"This is to make sure you won't be careless while walking next time…" Faye said, attempting to pinch her cheek.
Tessa dodged immediately, "I've got medicinal oil on, don't touch me."
