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"Silas, do you need help with that box?"
"Sure, if you don't mind," the silverette handed the package to me, and as we walked side-by-side to the storage hut, the silence was calming.
Considering that the past few days were often filled with injured soldiers, the wailing cries of pain, and other things, it was a blessing in disguise. I'd been giving out medicines to the clerics and available doctors, making appropriately small-sized meals for everyone to make sure we didn't all starve or run out of food, and cleaning the rooms that smelled of iron. Add to the fact that I've been doing my normal chores, I'm pretty much dead by this point.
Those invisible enemies are the main problem for it. If I ever see one of those things, I'd have a field day beating the daylights out of it because of how much crap I've dealt with.
"Sara, you okay?"
"I'm alright," I took a minute to look over Sila's beaten armor and the slight bags under his eyes. "What about you? You look as if something bashed your chest in. Wait, no, I take that back. You probably did get smashed by one of those Faceless, right?"
"Yeah, it was. I'm just thinking of something."
"What is it?"
Silas shifted the remaining boxes on his horse before he spoke, "Lady Elise asked me what I wanted after doing a request of hers, and I wanted to have her be my sister for a day. I'm trying to think of things that siblings do together."
"Why don't you do a party of sorts," I suggested.
"A tea party," he tilted his head in thought. "I was thinking of something else like a sibling argument or something."
"Silas, I don't think it would be a good thing to argue with your One Day sibling," I resisted the urge to facepalm at the idea because who would want to willingly argue with someone they get along with? "Why don't we put these boxes away and I'll explain?"
He gave me a smile, "Thanks for the help, Sara."
"Don't worry about it. Extra help is always appreciated."
Not to mention, you always help others even when you don't need to.
Whenever I see him, he's always helping people from helping out in the kitchen to the battlefield.
Eh, I guess that's why I can't really get annoyed at the guy. He's too nice to get annoyed at.
Guest: That's so nice of you! Thank you! Trust me, there will be fun ones, especially with the kids. I have some planned and some that are rattling around in my mind.