Leverett looked to Layla as she spoke. He actually felt his stomach drop at the grim, though vague prognosis. What if he did heal properly and Ryker had to put him down. Layla's words brought no measure of comfort to him. Though he knew she meant well. It wasn't her fault his hope slowly being devoured by fear. But he hid it well and smiled politely up at her as she so kindly brushed the hair from his eyes. "Thank you, Mon Cher. " He said quietly.Layla gave him a small smile as she sat on the edge of his bed adn pulled his hand into her lap. "I am sorry, I think Ryker better give you the details when he gets here, I was a bit numb while they were patching you up. To be honest I am not even really sure everything thats broken. Only that its not good, I wish I had better news for you." She said with a sigh as she looked into his eyes. She leaned up and brushed some of his hair out his face before sitting back down and patting his hand where it rested in her lap.
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(Lolyeah she is kind of bi-polar. She is ok with Alastor right now because it gets her what she wants and he seems like a decent person. But she does not like Ryker as she blames him for how poopy her life is. So yeah she would have probably flipped her lid if she had realized he was there. )
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Ryker was almost back to the lab. He was just down the hall.
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