Mabel Quinn suddenly found it amusing yet perplexing, but her hand gently caressed his head, stroking it softly.
His expression seemed somewhat happy, also a bit comfortable. At this moment, Mabel Quinn felt he resembled a lazy cat.
"Is your shoulder still hurting?" she asked.
He shook his head, "It's okay, I can bear it. Even when it hurt more in the past, I was able to endure it." He seemed to imply that this pain was negligible.
Yet Mabel Quinn sensed from his words that there had been even more painful times. What kind of pain was that? His memory, presumably, only goes back to when he was 5 or 6 years old. At such a young age, had he already experienced that kind of "greater pain"?
