Chapter 953 Just Seeking a Bigger Payout

My foot was killing me from a nasty sprain, and I figured Minerva would be enough company at the hospital. However, to my surprise, Idris showed up too. The doctor gave me a once-over and declared it was just a strained ligament. A bit of spray, some rest, and I would be as good as new. Meds in hand, we were out the door. Outside the hospital, I caught myself hesitating before turning to Idris. "Got any plans later?" He just arched an eyebrow, keeping silent. However, his eyes were asking me to go on. I bit my lip before throwing it out there. "How about dinner together?" Maybe it was my imagination, but I could have sworn I saw a smirk. "As a thank you?" he asked. I nodded, all earnest. "Yeah." I mean, if he had not been there, I would have been toast—literally. And he even piggybacked me down that mountain. If I had tried to hobble down on my own, my ankle would have blown up like a balloon. "Sure," he cut right to the chase. "What's on the menu?" I mulled it over. "How about