Naoto chewed on his thumb nail as Minami lay in the hospital bed hooked up to an IV.
He explained the situation to the doctor – that Minami had called him saying she needed help and that she was running a high fever with a cut on her hand.
Minami stared at the two of them as they conversed, her mind and vision were hazy.
She'd omitted the part where she'd been hearing a voice in her head and the momentary thought she'd had.
That was something, she didn't want to admit to anyone, or at least she was too afraid to anyways.
For now, thankfully, the voice had stopped. It was no longer screaming at her or causing her headaches.
She had explained to Naoto that she'd tried to make herself something, but the knife had slipped out of her hands because of her fever, and without thinking, she had tried to catch it, resulting in her hand being cut.
Minami held the bandaged hand up and stared at it.
