“What happened?” she asked in confusion and worry. “It’s so unlike you to use your fist.”
He didn’t answer her. A grim expression on his face. He wiped his nose with the back of his hand and saw the blood. He looked for something to wipe the blood but couldn’t find one.
He stood up to get his duffel bag from the overhead compartment when Miss E pulled her back to his seat.
“Here,” she said, handing him a small packet of wet tissue, “Why did you punch Mantis? You will get an earful from your uncle Wan once he heard about it.” she nagged DT while she opened her backpack to get her travel first aid kit.
“Come closer.”
DT eyed the first aid kit on her lap. He gave her a quizzical look.
“I’m going to put something on your nose so it does not swell up,” she replied to his questioning g
