"How's your hand now?"
Xiu looked at her bandage and shrugged her shoulders, "It's fine. Nothing too serious." It wasn't really serious but the bandage made it look like it was something serious. It wasn't like she busted something.
Ying laughed at her reply and when Xiu squinted her eyes, she elaborated, "I just didn't think you'd actually be able to even squish an ant." Xiu pouted unhappily. But Ying wasn't lying. In her view, Xiu didn't look like someone who'd be able to hurt someone. However, she turned out to be wrong. Ying ruffled her hair gently, "Next time, be careful not to bust your knuckles."
