When Scarlet woke up, she could hear someone outside her room. With practiced movements she was able to get into her wheel chair and wheeled herself out of the room.
"Slate?"
She thought he already left for his work, what is he doing here cooking on the kitchen. She checked the time and it was already noon, she had been feeling lethargic this morning when she pushed him to go and do his work.
"You're awake," was all he said when he looked back at her then returned to his cooking.
"Why are you here? I told you to tend to your patients," she started as she approached him.
"I have two patients here, I am currently tending on them so you should not berate me," was his answer.
"I told you I am fine. You have other pati- Two?"
She was going on with her nagging when she realized what he had just said.
She didn't see anyone in her room and didn't see anyone in the living room.
"Is Amethyst still sick?" she finally asked.
Slate nodded his head as he tasted what he had cooked.
