Sean pursed his lips at her sneeze. “I have a lighter in my pocket. You can use it to light some firewood for warmth.”

Natalie’s eyes brightened at his words. “You have a lighter? Why didn’t you collect some wood and build a fire sooner then?”

“I can’t walk,” Sean muttered as his gaze landed on his crooked leg.

Her eyes widened as he followed his gaze. “Your leg-”

“It is broken,” Sean interrupted and finished her sentence. His nonchalance made it seem like they were talking about dinner instead of discussing his broken limb.

Natalie’s voice shook as she commented, “No wonder you said you can’t walk.”

“Oh, both my arms are dislocated as well,” Sean added.

Natalie took a deep breath and looked at him in pity. “Damn, that’s really unlucky of you.”

She had merely suffered minor scratches and cuts from the fall.

The state of his injuries were shocking.

 

Sean said, “Yes. I

as the branch snapped. She was relatively unscathed because he had used his own

 

never have done that in a million years; yet, he did not feel regret

have

appeared

toward him. “Where’s

pocket, just above my thigh.” He indicated the exact

placement of his lighter. She

her and teased, “Why?

glared at him.

immediately reached her hand into his pocket and grabbed

could care

was out of shape, it worked fine, so Natalie sighed

here,” she said to

fresh air in

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