Amy saw that one of them was carrying the other and she waited silently for them to get caught in the net.Alana looked down at the ground, swiping at a tear that was rolling down her cheek. She appreciated his attempt to comfort her, but she certainly didn't think it was alright. It hurt more than she wanted to admit. Alana would have given almost anything to be able to run again. To at least take another step. To laugh and play with the others. But the only thing she could do was sit there. And watch.