Two Wheelchairs
Seeing the wheelchair and Nan Tian's expression which clearly showed that he wasn't going to take a no for an answer, Shiro coughed awkwardly on her comfy chair and shrunk back slightly.
"Erm… Can we talk about this?" She asked with a forced smile.
"We could have talked about this if I had known of this sooner. But considering the fact that you look so pale and worn out now, I don't think talking is on the table anymore." Nan Tian smiled, patted the wheelchair.
"Well you see, I had to train some new recruits and the relic was appearing soon so I couldn't rest often." Shiro replied, glancing around the room for something that she could use.
"I wonder how you trained the recruits. Surely it's not your usual training right? Because if that was the case then that meant you didn't get any sleep either." Nan Tian raised an eyebrow as Shiro dug her own grave.