"Kids? C'mon, stay with me." Sully's voice faintly said as I thought I heard noises all around me.
"Alright. This probably isn't gonna taste good but it should help you two get better." Sully told my non-moving body.
I felt my body moving and I must have been put up against the wall because I could feel the splintering wood digging into my back.
The awareness of my surroundings was slowly fading from me as I tried to open my eyes, but my strength was failing me.
"Okay. Don't bite my fingers off." Sully mumbled to himself as my mouth was opened and something was placed inside before my mouth was shut.
"C'mon, kid. You gotta chow down the whole thing." Sully told me as I weakly began to chew.
That's when this awful, disgusting taste alerted my taste buds, and I tried to spit it out, but something was keeping me from doing so.
"I know, Nat. I know. You have to eat it." Sully's voice said, sounding somewhat sympathetic.
How I hated hearing that voice from people. Especially Sully.
I eventually swallowed the whole leaf as my body was still trying to make it come back up. I heard Nate gagging as my eyes began to slowly open.
"Hey there, kid." Sully said as I tried to sit up.
"Whoa, whoa! Easy!" he said, gently putting his hands on my shoulders.
"N-Nate.." I said, voice cracking and weak.
"He's fine, Nat. You two need some rest." Sully said as he sounded concerned.
I saw that Nate was asleep and on the opposite side of the wall.
"N-Not sleeping, Sully." I told him, giving him the hardest look I could.
He chuckled lightly before sitting beside.
"You always were a lousy patient. To damn stubborn." he said as I smirked.
"You know me. You just can't knock a good Drake down. Besides, I'm determined, not stubborn." I said as I was still weak, but we were alive.
All thanks to Sully.
"H-How long do you think it will take for us to get better so we can get the hell out of here?" I asked Sully, peering over to look at him.
"I dunno. Probably not long if you did like your twin and took a much needed nap." Sully said as I rolled my eyes playfully.
"Not gonna happen." I told him as he took out his lighter and lit up a cigar.
"Aw, c'mon, Sully! I already escaped death once and now you're willing to put me back on the edge!" I 'shouted' as it took a little to much energy as my head spun.
"I can do what I want, and this isn't you're first rodeo with a near-death experience." he said, voice growing softer as I looked at him.
"You ain't going soft on me now, are you Sullivan?" I asked tauntingly as he ruffled my hair, and I weakly slapped his hand away, lightly grinning as I did so.