"Hi, I'm Nina," she introduced herself.

Nash cut their conversation short, saying, "Alright, let's move."

The child had calmed down, thanks to one of the women. Chana remained in the group, her eyes constantly drifting toward Nina and Nash, monitoring their interactions. Seeing a chance, she pulled out a handkerchief she had embroidered. "Captain, you're sweating. Let me help you wipe it off."

As she reached out, Nash turned his head, avoiding her touch. "No need."

Embarrassed, Chana apologized, "I'm sorry, Captain. I just wanted to help."

Nash pursed his lips, ignoring her. Chana felt a pang of awkwardness, unsure of how to bridge the gap between them.

Nina noticed their interaction, seeing that Chana and Nash had spent quite a bit of time together. It was evident from the way Chana offered to wipe his sweat.

As Nina was pondering this, Nash suddenly said, "You wipe my sweat."

He clearly wanted Chana to see this. Chana's face fell, her hands clenching tightly.

"Huh?" Nina was confused, wondering if he was talking to her. She looked up to see him staring back.

The long hours of trekking were ten times more exhausting for them. This was part of

a scene from a

pocket. "I only have

Arin's excitement deflated.

ahead, puzzled

he seemed to want to be close to her again. It left Nina feeling both irritated and confused. She had no idea what

undeterred by the rejection, took the

helpful, James offered, "I'll help you

shot him a cold look and kicked him lightly.

was always rejected. Wasn't the Captain looking for someone to

Nash

side was already an improvement. Arin, on the other hand was chatty and kept

you wipe Captain York's sweat? It was a

That's

child is watching.

Nina turned

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