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"Hi, I'm Nina," she introduced herself.

Nash cut their conversation short, saying, "Alright, let's move."

The child had calmed down, thanks to one of the women. Chana remained in the group, her eyes constantly drifting toward Nina and Nash, monitoring their interactions. Seeing a chance, she pulled out a handkerchief she had embroidered. "Captain, you're sweating. Let me help you wipe it off."

As she reached out, Nash turned his head, avoiding her touch. "No need."

Embarrassed, Chana apologized, "I'm sorry, Captain. I just wanted to help."

Nash pursed his lips, ignoring her. Chana felt a pang of awkwardness, unsure of how to bridge the gap between them.

Nina noticed their interaction, seeing that Chana and Nash had spent quite a bit of time together. It was evident from the way Chana offered to wipe his sweat.

As Nina was pondering this, Nash suddenly said, "You wipe my sweat."

He clearly wanted Chana to see this. Chana's face fell, her hands clenching tightly.

"Huh?" Nina was confused, wondering if he was talking to her. She looked up to see him staring back.

Nash and his troop came into the mountains, carrying heavy gear on their backs and weapons in their hands. The long hours of trekking were ten times more exhausting for them. This was part of their regular training. Nash was already drenched in sweat.

the scene, was excited. This felt like a scene from a romance drama. She

handed him some tissues from her pocket. "I only have these. If you need more, ask

Arin's excitement deflated.

puzzled

to be close to her again. It left

undeterred by the rejection,

to be helpful, James offered, "I'll

him a cold look and

understand why he was always rejected. Wasn't the Captain looking for someone to

Nash didn't

side

on the

chatty

steady stream of conversation.

York's sweat? It was a perfect opportunity,"

should I? That's

the child is watching. You should

turned

she's trying to test you,

it