"You think I wouldn't know what happened while I was out cold?"

Pien’s words were met with my stern response.

"Pien. Of course, I wouldn’t know. I was asleep, wasn’t I?"

"..."

With a sigh, Pien cast her gaze into the distance, her expression unreadable, before turning to me with cold, tired eyes.

"It was such a peaceful two weeks."

"Two weeks? Oh, my. That’s exactly how long I’ve been unconscious. Pien, what have you been up to while I was suffering in a coma, having fun all by yourself?"

"Suffering, you say? Lying in bed while people waited on …