[Serra Britt]

Feenai felt pressure in her head, and despite not wanting to hear anyone's thoughts, Michael's pushed past her tired defenses anyways. The words came to her, and flooded her with relief. He doesn't hate me...

Still not wishing to let people in, however, she held the shields and answered verbally. "I...I do want to be your friend. Thank you..." Feenai's voice was weak but it was more from physical weakness than emotional now. Looking over at Jeanne, Feenai saw that she had fallen asleep reading her book. "I think I'll go to sleep right here too. And thank you again..." Feenai reached out and squeezed Michael's hand briefly, then laid down next to Jeanne and closed her eyes.

If only to disprove Ruebella, I will NOT be useless...