[Ishu]

December 6th, Chicago. Base.

She didn't like what he said, at all, but she didn't want to waste anything arguing with him. She would take town his entire rebellion if they even thought of- her head started to hurt. "Just get out." She turned away from him and rubbed at her forehead as the energy ebbed sharply against her skull. Calm... calm.... She took in a few deep breaths once he was gone and exhaled them. A small shockwave snapped out of her and bounded off of the walls, recycling back into her system...

December 8th, Chicago. Base.

Amante went into her room while Ryan went to therapy. He'd told the nurses to find something else to do and shut the door. When she woke up, he helped her eat and asked her how she was doing... with no response. Nervous by this, he reached into her little dresser and pulled out the book he had been reading from. He started out slow, watching her to see if she was even interested.

And she was, though she drifted in and out of a sleep like state. He continued on, finishing the chapter and even went on past that. He was getting better, practicing with her even though she wasn't completely aware. This was concerning him as he hadn't seen her this... off since Ryan first arrived with her- and that was after a conflict with Elek. Frustrated, and with the day ending, he cleaned up her room and put the book away, tucked her in and paused when he felt her arm.

Firm fingers wiggled under it and lifted it, just holding it. She was so light but, despite how thin she was, she did not look anorexic or like she should weigh... nothing. Amante put her arm back down and pushed the hair from her face before stepping out of her room and shutting the door so she could rest alone.

December 9th, Chicago. Base.

Amante had walked around the hospital looking for Alices doctor and, when he finally did, he dragged the bastard into a private room. With the door shut, he told the doctor to give her at least another day of rest before starting the therapy. She would be too tired and the strain could end up hurting her. Whether the doctor agreed or not, he made sure they complied and left them, alone, in the closet to come out whenever they pleased.

Meanwhile, Alice was fast asleep that morning. She looked a bit more comfortable as no one had bothered waking her up and, well, Amante did fluff her pillows.