As Ian's gaze narrowed slightly, Lucia continued, "Even without counting the time outside the Wall, you're not still treating me like a child, are you?"
"That's. not exactly it." Ian finally pulled the bottle from his lips and muttered.
The way he smacked his lips said it all - he knew full well he contradicted himself. After all, Lucia had been burning monsters to ash or crushing them with her flail without flinching for some time.
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