She stood just outside Aerrow's empty room, holding a plate of food. She'd been to the others already, and they had barely acknowledged her presence. Only a grunt showed recognition. Except Stork. She floated into the room, a small smile on her face. Stork had actually thanked her, and she knew he remembered last night, when they both expressed their concerns about the team. He had left after she confessed her fear, but Piper still knew something had changed.
She set Aerrow's plate down on his bed, her smile fading. Out of all of them, Aerrow had been affected the most. Perhaps because he had the most to lose. Regardless of the reason, he was falling faster than the others, and falling hard. Had he given up? Piper, and even Stork -surprisingly- fought to grasp anything they could to slow their fall. Finn and Junko tried as well, but with little effort. Aerrow was the only one who let himself plummet with no resistance. But, why? What on earth could make Aerrow give up?
Piper felt a hand rest on her shoulder.