Jolene struggled to answer her Commander. Not to mention that the Masked Commander didn't take her gaze off her the whole time! However, maybe the Commander pitied her, she finally shifted her gaze to Zire.
"It seems like you have to try harder, Zire," was Iria Alewine's remarked.
As a soldier with overflowing energy, Zire immediately nodded a few times. "Don't worry, Commander. Trying harder is my specialty." In a split second, Zire's smile faded. "You look quite pale, Commander. Is your fever back?"
Iria Alewine placed her palm on her forehead and sighed. "It seems like it."
"Really?" Rion asked and quickly glanced down at his Commander. "I will prepare the medicine again." Not giving the Commander any time to speak, he stormed out of the chamber.
Zire stared at his friend until he was out of his sight and turned back to the Commander with a smile. "Seems like I don't have to worry anymore, Commander. Rion did a great job in taking care of you."