I must have fallen asleep.
I don't remember falling asleep.
Of course you don't, Selene says with a long yawn. You were so exhausted you just passed out mid-conversation with Lucas. He almost tore a nurse's head off for taking too long after he pressed the call button.
Well, I'm glad I missed that overreaction.
You're fine. It's just blood loss. They transfused you overnight. You seem a lot better.
I feel a lot better. I didn't realize how dizzy I was, how my eyes couldn't focus, until now. Being back to normal feels nice.
Not normal, but better. Selene stretches, flicking her ears at me. Lucas took me on a walk this morning.
Her disgruntled mental voice makes me laugh. How was it?
Fine. He told me to go potty.
I clamp both hands over my mouth, trying my damndest to stifle the hysterical giggles, but the ice-blue eyes staring my way tell me I've failed in a most spectacular manner.
