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Stella wasn't given the chance to explain, not that there was anything to explain. He left her embrace and entered the closet, leaving her cold in the bed. He didn't look upset. Stella fell into contemplation. Then she saw him come back with a first aid box. "I'm good." She protested. She could already feel the sensation of the ointments on her skin. The sticky and sizzling feeling didn't feel the best when going to sleep. "Most of your injuries are going to heal next morning. What about this foot? It needs some attention." Stella's sprained foot was swollen twice it's size. It went to show just how bad her foundation was when it came to training. The doctor warned her but she didn't listen and now she probably won't be able to walk straight for a day or two. She let Asael do h