[ Elena was glad to see that someone was up. Even more so that it was Adrien himself. She gave a tired smile as she approached him and the bahari, her arm tucked close against her front. It couldn't be said that she was really interrupting, though she hoped he was one step closer at the very least on working things out. ]
Hey, Doc.
[ Leaning her hip at the closest counter was a good idea, the movement from the walk alone leaving an odd stitch in her left side. She was always active, always took care of herself. It didn't sit well with her that she felt winded or a cramp from such a short walk. The feeling left her nervous, on edge— was she getting more and more worse with each passing day?
Perhaps the shrapnel was getting that much closer to piercing her lung. What if it already had? ]
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Hey, Doc.
[ Leaning her hip at the closest counter was a good idea, the movement from the walk alone leaving an odd stitch in her left side. She was always active, always took care of herself. It didn't sit well with her that she felt winded or a cramp from such a short walk. The feeling left her nervous, on edge— was she getting more and more worse with each passing day?
Perhaps the shrapnel was getting that much closer to piercing her lung. What if it already had? ]
Having trouble sleeping as well?