"Good morning, Owes." Although they hadn't known each other for long, Eve casually rested her arm on the side of Owes' wheelchair and started chatting with the boy.
"Oh, I don't know what's going on today. Even though it's raining, people usually come out to take a stroll, but today, no one came."
Eve found it a bit strange, while Swift remained silent. She almost felt grateful to this girl for interrupting the conversation.
"Maybe they're watching the rain from their rooms."
Owes replied offhandedly. This girl was full of energy, a stark contrast to this gloomy hospital. At times, Owes felt overwhelmed by Eve's joy, as if nothing dark could trouble her.
You could say she's strong-willed, born ready to join the Purification Mechanism to slay demons. Or you could say she's heartless.
