When I wake up again, I'm laying in a bed. Tiir is sitting next to me. "I'm glad to see that you're awake. I was worried when you passed out," Tiir tells me.

"Really? Huh. I never thought anyone would worry about me. It's nice to know that someone cares," I say sarcastically, rolling my eyes.

"Of course I care. Now, I've been thinking about what to call you since you can't remember your name. How about we call you Ferra? Would you like that?" Tiir suggests.

"Sure, I suppose…" I break off with a gasp. Pain starts shooting through my chest. Tiir places a hand on my shoulder. It is then that I notice the tears leaking out of my eyes. I bite my lip, trying to stop crying. It doesn't work. Soon, I am sobbing into Tiir's chest. The pain is just too much for me to take.

Tiir gently strokes my head. "Don't worry. Hush, now. It'll be alright," he tries to comfort me.

"It hurts!" I sob.

"I know. Don't cry, though. Lafra's bringing something that will help ease the pain," Tiir promises me.

I nod my head. My eyelids grow heavy. I close my eyes and fall fast asleep.