She was taken aback for a moment. Hearing him speak , the person in front of her was indeed the normal Kyle. "You got caught in the rain last night, then developed a fever," Mabel Quinn said.
"Last night?" Kyle Kinston glanced at the sky outside the window, then said, "So, I’ve had a fever for a whole day?"
"This time, did I say or do anything?" he asked.
"You... uh, just watched some animations or something. Then today, I took you to the amusement park, and you had a lot of fun," Mabel Quinn said, deftly skipping over the part where he watched the restricted program.
He gently lowered his eyelids, appearing thoughtful, "You took me to an amusement park?"
"Yeah, and we took a lot of photos as mementos, and also bought quite a few amusement park souvenirs," she said.
"Don’t you think I seem like a monster?" he suddenly asked.
She asked in surprise, "Why would you think that?"
"Don’t tell me you haven’t noticed the difference between the feverish me and the current me." His voice was so calm it lacked any intonation, and his half-lowered face showed no sign of emotion, as if it were frozen.
"I know it’s because when you were six years old, there was a significant change, so when you have a fever, you sometimes revert to the behavior and mentality of a six-year-old," she said.
He suddenly lifted his eyes, and his dark eyes stared intently at her, "How do you know that?"
"Dorian told me. Early this morning, he called and, upon learning of your fever, came over immediately. When he saw your state at that time, he explained the reason to me, and asked me to take good care of you, not to tell anyone else about it, and not to let the servants notice anything strange," she said.
"So you took me to the amusement park to avoid the servants noticing something strange about me if we stayed at the mansion?"
"Not really," Mabel Quinn shook her head and said, "I just thought maybe the six-year-old you would want to go to an amusement park. Of course, it was also to fulfill a dream of mine, since I didn’t have many opportunities to go to amusement parks when I was young."
"Really don’t think I seem like a monster?" he asked.
"No," she said, "Although I don’t know what exactly happened to you to cause this, I want you to be happy and forget all those unhappy things."
"What if I can’t forget?"
"Then fill the time with more happy things, so there’s no time to think about those unhappy things," she said, then added somewhat sheepishly, "Although I took you to the amusement park today hoping you’d be happier, there was an accident there, and your finger got cut by a dagger. We also took a trip to the police station. But you rescued a little girl. Honestly, I didn’t expect you, being in the six-year-old mode, to save that girl."
At that time, he was just like his usual normal self.
She briefly recounted to him the accident and the following events.
He listened quietly, his calm face seemingly without any emotional fluctuations.
"Was it Dorian who brought us back from the police station?" Kyle Kinston asked.
"Did he say anything else?" he asked.