You start arguing
"But - I'm not!" he insisted, looking confused. "What
are you talking about?"
"Don't lie!" you exclaimed, even though a sinking feeling
was growing in your stomach. "You gave it to me! In the alleyway!
And then you got caught!"
You were silent.
"Didn't - didn't you?"
He shook his head.
"I'm sorry," he said, and you could tell he really meant it.
"I'm not the person you're looking for."
"So... where do we go from here?" you asked.
"I don't know. Since I'm not the person you're looking for, you
don't have to feel obliged to stay with me," he said in a
slightly curt tone. "I suppose the last thing you want right now
would be a sick person on your hands, right?"
He gives you a small sad smile. You look around helplessly, not
knowing what to say. It was true though. The last thing you want right
now is a sick person on your hands. But you can't just leave him like
his! Even though you're pretty sure he can take care of himself...
So do you stay with him or not?
"Don't play games," you said sharply, although in a quiet
voice.
