Without saying anything he put the shirt on and sat in front of her.
"Sorry Ari, but it is cold and I have an injury which could get infected and then I need to stay longer."
She thought for a second and then nodded "you're right."
"Hey, Ari aren't you the least bit interested in my life? Don't you want to know anything? I might be a rich guy who could save you from this little apartment and bring you to a big villa, or I might be someone dangerous who would kill you after getting better."
She looked at him and then back to her dinner
"if you're rich then it might be from some illegal business which I don't want to get involved with and if you would want to kill me than it wouldn't help me to know more about you. I think considering your injury I am the stronger one right now."
That's right, he thought. Even though it was only a few seconds where he confronted her at the beginning he could feel that she had some strength behind her seemingly frail body.
"So when will you be able to leave?"
"I don't know, one day you will wake up and I will be gone. Might be tomorrow might be in a week."
Her eyes widened, and she looked at him again "I won't let you here for a whole week. I will look at your wound tomorrow again and then decide if you are fit to go or not. Don't try to act weak here."
He laughed and agreed to it.
"Tell me something about your son."
"NO!"
"Are you divorced? Is your son with your husband?"
"I don't want to tell you about it!"
"If you want to find him I can help you."
"I don't want your help"
"Ari you saved me, so let me help you. Tell me something I can help you with"
She didn't want to say anything private about herself to a stranger.
"It is enough that you are alive. I don't need anything else."
He smirked about her sentence. It could be beautiful interpreted, but he knew that she said it for other, unknown reasons.
"Where did you learn to treat such a wound."
"I worked in a medical field so there are quite a few things I know." she said while not going into details.
"And Where did you learn to fight."
"Someone trained me for self defense. Now stop asking me questions I need to sleep."