"How did you become so miserable?" Nellie rushed up, a look of astonishment on her face, supporting Pannis's back and slowly helping him sit down to prevent him from collapsing directly onto the ground. With great concern, she asked, "Who were you fighting with?"
"Uh, I was just bored and looking for some trouble for myself," Pannis rolled his eyes, speaking irritably, "I wanted to see if I could poke a few holes in myself with your weapon. Turns out I could, and then I ended up like this."
"You're talking nonsense again." Nellie completely ignored Pannis's nonsense, letting him ramble seriously while she just leaned beside him, intently checking his wounds until she was sure they weren't fatal. Then she breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, and forcefully patted a wound on him. Amid his howls, she whispered softly, "Did I do this?"
