-Mary..... ? Asked Bepo while we are eating our goûter
-yes ?
-i know you're upset against him but...
-what?
-he still can't move, and he needs his bandages changed...
-do it yourself Bepo.
-also, he hates my cooking...and I'm so sorry to have to make him eat that...
-learn how to cook then. I said cold and being uneasy.
-ha... Mary... I don't know what he told you but he is a great kind man you know... we've just been through tough times...
-so what? Me too. That doesn't mean I'm being disagreeable with you two.
-i know... I understand... I apologize for him...
-you don't have too. He's an adult. If he wants to behave this way, he's free to do so. I've promised you I'd let you recover here; I'm honoring my deal. Nevertheless, i don't have to take so much care of him. Caring about his wound wasn't even in the deal.
-... but... he's my last person...
-...
-Mary...
-don't make it sound as if it's on me, as if I could help your sorrow. I can't.
-you can... you are already... with your kindness... and i thank you for it but I just wish you could give a bit to him so he feels better.
-i don't think it is how he works. He doesn't trust me anyways.
-...
-everything is up to him and his behavior.
-...I'll speak to him then...
-you do you. I don't care.
-ha... but... can you teach me how to make your delicious soup then ?? So I learn ?? As you said ??
Seeing his little cute begging me eyes, I sight and agree.