"Can't ye stay?" Sisi said. Leaning against the patched wall with her legs hanging off the bed.
The window panel cast a shadow on the floor. Though closed, the heat from the burning sun made its way inside the Lobby's infirmary, as the walls were mostly made with a plank of thin wood.
Wax scented the room, Lady Baba mixed some ocean herbs on the burning candle, to aide the recovery of Sisi.
Ned sat on a flimsy stool. Noticing the garments spread across Sisi's shoulders; covering her chest. Ned remained silent. Even if I wanted to, I can't. He thought.
"Ye know where to find us," Sisi said. "Lady Darcey told me, ye one of us now." She revealed a half-smile, handing back the tin cup; Ned gave it to her for drinking.
Ned took the cup and placed it at a side table beside him. Almost two weeks, the First Mana burn does hurt a lot. Ned thought. "How are you feeling, Sisi?"
