Hopeful
“Will I believe you? This guy…” With a faint smile on her lips, Juri shook her head, not wanting to speak any further.
She then walked over to the side where the table set was located. Placing her bag on top of it, she pulled one of the chairs and sat down before beckoning at me.
Despite not answering my question directly, that, at least, woke me up from the trance.
With the lantern already lighting up the interior of the cabin, I put the flashlight back before following Juri. I sat next to her, dropping my bag on the table as I tried to rummage for a towel.
Sure enough, my girls packed one for me. Although it’s not a bath towel, it would be enough to dry us better than our handkerchief.
I handed it to her to dry herself first but instead of doing that, Juri draped it on my hair before tugging at my sleeve, “Your head and back are drenched. After I dry your hair, take this off. You’ll catch a cold if you keep it on…”