Does he? [She merely smiles, a bit amused by the vehement denial that he cares. Then again, she does not dwell on it, does not push on the matter seeing as Katsuki has chosen to focus only on the bees and honey. She will not press further, entertaining his avoidance for his health and peace of mind.]

The alternative is allowing that wound you are sporting to fester. I can suffer a few stings if we cannot smoke them away. Besides, we only need to approach a hive calmly and carefully to extract a few combs.

[After several more moments of resting on the moss, she stood up and held out her hand to him.]

Let us continue, shall we?