[center][img]https://txt-dynamic.static.1001fonts.net/txt/b3RmLjE1OC41M2Q5MTIuVFdscFltRSwuMA,,/curely.regular.png[/img][/center] Miiba watched on, though she was fully set on leaving earlier, Lear’s sudden arrival had her practically stuck by his side. While she was still sniffling, trying to regain her composure she felt his hand pat her on the head, which oddly seemed to help calm her down as she leaned into him. She listened to what the others had to say, but most of their conversation was over her head. She knows that she has heard of the word cancer before, but she didn’t really know much about it. As for Lear’s new question, she simply shook her head again. [color=00fa9a]“Miiba sorry, do not know that too…,”[/color] she said solemnly. Every time he asked her a question like this, she was a bit upset that she never had an answer, like she was missing common everyday knowledge that she should know, but doesn’t. Not that she should know it anyway, considering her circumstances. It probably didn’t help that so far till she arrived here she had stayed away from nearly everyone and everything she could. [color=00fa9a]“W-what things mean?”[/color] she asked curiously, thinking another history lesson was coming, though she wasn’t sure that he was too keen to give one at the moment.