Remember Me

"Why are you being so kind to me?" His icy blue eyes met mine and went back to my wound. He lightly patted my foot and I hissed lightly at the sharp pain. "You returned what you stole. It's the least I could do." He said. "I owe you this much," he said softly. I laughed humorlessly. "You don't owe me anything." "Yes, I do," his eyes met mine. "You have no idea how much I owe you."