"I hear you are a healer. I have one of those terrible illnesses that only a particular person could heal. That could very might be you," Shin asked. "Can you heal me?"
"I hear you have some problem in the head, but didn't consider it this bad," Enna replied wittingly to Shin's cheap pickup line. "Unfortunately, my healing spell cannot cure your head,"
Elior, who was keeping his ears on the two, standing a few metres away, rubbed his forehead. He had not expected Shin to abandon everything so early, and it appeared his good brother was struggling to even look straight at her eyes.
"Shin, pull yourself together," Elior mumbled, knowing Shin had the highest chances with this girl.