Capone raised an eyebrow and tapped the equipment beside him. "Everything here is calibrated to my strength standards. If you want to use it, I'll adjust it for you later, or you might get hurt."
"Okay, thank you," Sophia replied softly, her voice lowering. His thoughtfulness made her feel a pang of guilt, like a child caught doing something wrong.
Capone enjoyed this shy, endearing side of her. Pulling her into his arms, he teased, "What's this? Feeling embarrassed? Don't tell me you're here because you want to lose weight. Honestly, I think you're already too thin—you could use a bit more flesh!"
Sophia playfully pushed at him with her arm. "No, I didn't come here to lose weight!"
"Good. You need to eat more," Capone said, his gaze softening suddenly. "Let's go to the hospital. I've scheduled a check-up for you."
"A check-up for me?" Sophia asked, puzzled. Wasn't he the one who had been unwell recently?
"Yes. Come on."