When Cristian fell into the chair at the kitchen table, he appeared to be a different guy from the one who had sat there only a few moments before and confessed. And this individual instilled more uneasiness in Faustino's stomach than had before existed. What Ashly and even Lizella saw as serenity in the boy-Faustino was taken as surrender.
Despite his apparent response... Faustino noticed the young guy turning inward. Drawing himself in. And that wasn't a favorable situation for him.
You're only sick, but you'll be fine in no time.
Faustino's gaze was drawn to Ashly, who sat beside Cristian, holding his hand and promising him that God will cure him and that everything would be Alright. Her mood had shifted rapidly, no doubt as a result of Lizella's insistence that Cristian needs prayer
