Chapter 2
"Mia," Ivan whispered, "can I bunk with you? Garet's talking in his sleep again."
Mia yawned and nodded sleepily. "Sure, just be quiet. You'll wake Dora."
Ivan began to lay his blanket on the floor when Mia scooted over in bed. "The floor's pretty hard. I doubt you'll get a good night's sleep. There's enough room for two of us if you want something more comfortable."
The wind Adept sat on her bed, swinging his legs up before collapsing back onto her bed. Mia looked over at him and noticed dark circles surrounding his closed eyes. "You haven't gotten much sleep lately, have you?"
Ivan rolled over, curling up like a small child. "Garet keeps thrashing around like he's having a nightmare. So if his insane mumbling doesn't wake me, his knee ramming my gut usually does."
Ivan then fell into a deep slumber. Mia looked up and saw Dora smiling at her from the bed across the room. "Do you think Isaac's having nightmares as well?"
Mia yawned and brushed back Ivan's hair. "It doesn't sound like it."
Dora nodded. "He used to have a lot of nightmares after the accident. I used to have them too. He was 13 years old, but I still expected him to run into my room at night, crying about Kyle. But he never did. He always stayed in his room and cried himself back to sleep. I guess he thought it'd be a burden to me."
"Isaac's been though a lot in the past few years. I've often worried about whether or not keeping it all bottled up is good for his health."
Dora smiled at the Mercurian. "You really were meant to be a Healer, my dear girl. You certainly have the importance of others health high on your list."
Mia frowned at Dora's remark. She hadn't always been so empathetic and compassionate. Before she had vowed to be a Healer, she was much more like Alex, who focused more on physical psynergy of battle rather than spiritual psynergy of healing. She was just as power hungry as he was before she had discovered her gift in the art of healing.
Dora noticed her unease and began to question her but Ivan, still curled up next to Mia spoke. "Could you two please keep it down?" He mumbled groggily. "I'm trying to sleep."
The two women smiled at each other before both settled back down to sleep.
"Mia," Ivan whispered, "can I bunk with you? Garet's talking in his sleep again."
Mia yawned and nodded sleepily. "Sure, just be quiet. You'll wake Dora."
Ivan began to lay his blanket on the floor when Mia scooted over in bed. "The floor's pretty hard. I doubt you'll get a good night's sleep. There's enough room for two of us if you want something more comfortable."
The wind Adept sat on her bed, swinging his legs up before collapsing back onto her bed. Mia looked over at him and noticed dark circles surrounding his closed eyes. "You haven't gotten much sleep lately, have you?"
Ivan rolled over, curling up like a small child. "Garet keeps thrashing around like he's having a nightmare. So if his insane mumbling doesn't wake me, his knee ramming my gut usually does."
Ivan then fell into a deep slumber. Mia looked up and saw Dora smiling at her from the bed across the room. "Do you think Isaac's having nightmares as well?"
Mia yawned and brushed back Ivan's hair. "It doesn't sound like it."
Dora nodded. "He used to have a lot of nightmares after the accident. I used to have them too. He was 13 years old, but I still expected him to run into my room at night, crying about Kyle. But he never did. He always stayed in his room and cried himself back to sleep. I guess he thought it'd be a burden to me."
"Isaac's been though a lot in the past few years. I've often worried about whether or not keeping it all bottled up is good for his health."
Dora smiled at the Mercurian. "You really were meant to be a Healer, my dear girl. You certainly have the importance of others health high on your list."
Mia frowned at Dora's remark. She hadn't always been so empathetic and compassionate. Before she had vowed to be a Healer, she was much more like Alex, who focused more on physical psynergy of battle rather than spiritual psynergy of healing. She was just as power hungry as he was before she had discovered her gift in the art of healing.
Dora noticed her unease and began to question her but Ivan, still curled up next to Mia spoke. "Could you two please keep it down?" He mumbled groggily. "I'm trying to sleep."
The two women smiled at each other before both settled back down to sleep.