“Oh, I know. And it’s fine. This me is the other part, the one I’m still learning. I look like a guy on most days, and I know abusive same-sex relationships are a bit unacknowledged still.” Kaos frowned and put the palette on the table. “I don’t know why I’m talking to you about this, by the way.”
“I might be a total stranger, but as I said, I’m a nurse. I know how to get people to open up. Or maybe I’m just that charming?” Francis grinned and winked at him, making Kaos chuckle and flush lightly. Was Francis flirting?
“I’ll still take this stuff away to my room if you’ll watch Hestia. I should eat something soon—it’s lunchtime. Have you eaten? Where did you even come from?” Kaos asked as he organized all the makeup into his kit.