"I don't care what they say about me." Elliot held Avery's hand, pulled her into his arms, and rested his chin on the top of her head. "Have you eaten?"

"I have." Avery took in the smell of medicine on him and said sadly, "I didn't have much to eat in the morning, so I was really hungry at lunch and ended up eating."

"Good."

"How's Nathan? You didn't beat him up too much, did you?" Avery felt uneasy.

When Elliot had seen Nathan earlier, he was overcome with rage.

Avery was worried that he w