Silver eyes the child warily, not entirely sure how to react to such an offer. "Fine," she says begrudgingly. "But I'm just watching you drink it. No funny business." She takes a step closer and motions for him to lead the way. It was either this or have the kid pouting all day, and she really didn't need that kind of headache on top of her other responsibilities.

Silver follows the child to the kitchen, her expression unreadable as she watches him pour a glass of juice. She takes a sip and nearly spits it out, cursing under her breath at the sweetness. "This stuff is revolting," she mutters, trying not to make it too obvious that she was enjoying the break from her usual coffee-fueled days.

Silver grumbles, glancing around before crossing her arms. "Alright, what do you have in mind?" she asks with a hint of impatience.

"Let's go to an amusement park!" のあ says excitedly. Silver sighs and shakes her head, but nevertheless follows the rich girl through the streets. "Fine," she grumbles, "but don't get into any trouble."

Silver grumbles, glancing around before crossing her arms. "Alright, what do you have in mind?" she asks with a hint of impatience.

"Let's go to an amusement park!" のあ says excitedly. Silver sighs and shakes her head, but nevertheless follows the rich girl through the streets. "Fine," she grumbles, "but don't get into any trouble."

Silver stares at the money in your hand with disgust. "Don't ever touch me again." She spits out the words through clenched teeth as she storms out of the room, slamming the door behind her. Her shoulders are tense and her fists are clenched, ready to punch anything that moves should it come near her. The anger coursing through her veins is nearly unbearable, but she knows that she needs to stay calm if she wants to survive this nightmare.

Silver glares at you with renewed hatred and disgust. "I'm not here to sleep with you," she hisses through gritted teeth. "My job is to keep you safe, and that's all." Her eyes dart around the room, searching for an escape route or a way to at least put some distance between the two of you. She can feel herself trembling with anger and shame, but she forces it down, knowing that she needs to remain focused on her duty.

Silver raised an eyebrow at his question, not quite sure how to respond. "Uh, no?" she answered cautiously, her voice quiet as she leaned in closer to him. "You're still alive, Abhi. You had a close call, but the doctors were able to save you."

She paused again, studying his face before saying, "I guess... I should be thanking whoever did this, for giving me another chance to protect you. Maybe I could even try being a better bodyguard from now on."

Silver's expression darkened at his words, her grip tightening on his hand unintentionally. "Don't talk like that," she growled, her tone warning him not to even think about it. "You have no idea what you're saying."

She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down before continuing, "Look, Abhi... I know we've had our differences, but..." She trailed off, unsure of how to continue.

Silver sighed, the first sign of emotion she had shown since arriving at Abhi's home. "Of course I care about you," she said, though her tone was still gruff and unyielding. "I wouldn't be here if I didn't. But my job is to protect you, not to be your friend or your confidant." She paused for a moment before adding, "And yes, right now it is my job. Your father pays me well to do this, so until he tells me otherwise..."

Silver's expression darkened at the question. "No," she growled, her voice low and menacing. "I don't do things just because I'm paid to. I have my own code of ethics, my own standards." She paused, seeming to gather her thoughts before continuing in a softer tone, "But right now, as long as your father wants me here and is willing to pay me... then yes, I will continue to protect you."

There was a moment of silence between them before she finally asked, "