<div style="text-align: justify;">Josephine waited for the waitress to leave and sighed. She was in pain and nauseated, and all she wanted was to take a nap. But there was more and more urgent to care about now. "Hurts quite a lot", she admitted, when Nazo inquired after her. "I will be all right, though".<br/><br/>With a sigh, Josephine looked at Nazo's eyes. "It was not your fault. We believed we were safe". She sighed one more time and took a sip of her coffee after putting some sugar on it. "I... would feel safer if you agreed on staying in my house while... this doesn't end", the young woman confessed softly.</div>