“My brother would never have agreed to something like this,” Jonas reached out to take the cup Karoline had passed him and smiled when he confirmed what he had already guessed – she remembered how he liked his coffee.
He was not talking about them sharing a drink together, though he did think his brother would be probably have forbidden that if he was still around. He meant everything about the place they were in… the fact it was set up like a human hospital room, and that Karoline had clearly received some sort of medical training.
“He didn’t.”
“You’re not going to offer an explanation, then?”
“I was sick of seeing people die or struggle to recover from things that are easy to treat when you have the right supplies,” she spoke as if this was some casual anecdote rather than something
