Several hours later, Isla sat on Dr Crusher's sofa, looking around.

"Her sight is returning much faster than her hearing," Dr Crusher said to Counselor Troi, standing back near the wall. They spoke softly to make sure Isla couldn't hear them.

"Have you found anything that accelerates the healing?" Deanna asked.

"I've tried everything I can think of, but none of it's having any effect," Dr Crusher sighed. "The poison is almost fully gone from her body now, so that's something."

"Who knows, she might wake up in the morning and be back to normal," Deanna suggested hopefully.

"Do you have the report from the genetic lab?" Dr Crusher reminded her.

"They asked if you could talk to them in person, apparently there are some strange results they're getting," Deanna informed her.

"Can you stay with Isla?" Dr Crusher asked her.

"Sure," Deanna patted her friend on the arm as they headed back to talk to Isla.

"Isla?" Dr Crusher said, sitting down next to her. "Isla?" she said a little louder.

"I'm sorry, I still can't quite hear you, were you talking to me?" Isla asked innocently. She still couldn't see properly. Dr Crusher reverted to the makeshift sign language they'd developed to answer Isla's question. Deanna stepped forward, holding Isla's other hand. "Oh, you have to go somewhere?" Isla asked, turning back to Dr Crusher. She could make out fuzzy shapes in her vision now, giving her the hope that her sight would return to normal soon. Dr Crusher signed her answer again.

"Try and get her to eat something," Dr Crusher suggested as she stood and left, leaving Isla to the care of Deanna. Isla turned to Deanna, watching her. It unnerved Deanna, seeing Isla looking directly at her but it felt like she was looking right through her.