After a short pause, she pulled open the collar of his robe again.

“Then let it stay this way. It'll dry faster."

Theodore didn't know what to say. His face fell.

Ariana took a piece of tissue from the bedside table to wipe the supposed saliva. A few seconds Later, she muttered, "This isn't saliva, but tears. It will dry in no time. Just wear it like that for the rest of the night, okay?"

“That's not the main issue here. How can I sleep like this?" Theodore uttered in a gloomy tone and looked at the kid who was holding his arm tightly again.