"Care to tell me what you were talking about with your sister back there?" Travis asked as we entered the infirmary.
Looking around, I realized that no one was present, meaning that I had no one to try to pretend to be interested in talking to as a way to avoid Travis' question.
"Could we maybe talk about this another time?" I tried hoping that the healer would enter at any minute.
"There isn't one coming." Travis announced, easily understanding what I was hoping for. "I'm going to be the one treating you."
"Shit." I hissed, realizing that there was no getting out of this. "You're a doctor and a teacher?" I tried instead, lifting my brow. All I could hope for was that he would take the bait.
"Marissa." Travis' voice was stern as he spoke. He was making it dangerously clear that I needed to start speaking.
"Fine." I huffed in frustration. "You already know what happened with Gregory, so I guess it won't hurt to tell you the rest."