In Which She Was Questioned

Keeping this knowledge in mind, she could not help but cast a furtive glance towards his chest, where the scale was tucked away inconspicuously somewhere within his shirt. She could not help but look at it.

She was unable to stop herself from acting in this manner, despite the fact that she was quite conscious of the fact that she did not want to be seen acting in this manner.

"Then, what exactly is it that you're looking for? Money? Work? More items with an unfathomable level of value?" John interrogated her while fixing his eyes on her in such a way that they were slightly squinted.

"All I want is a friend who will make me laugh, who will explore cities with me, who will comfort me by holding my hand when I cry, and who will be just like you, John. That's all I want. And... there's no one else quite like you. I have no use for such a man, even if there is such a thing. I want you," Lisa stated.