Noel's pale white lips whispered a sigh as she turned over on her side. "Daisy," she murmured, her eyes fluttering open. She sat up, blood rushing to her head as she did so. Black spots clouded her view as stars spun about her head. She took a breath, pushing back the nausea.

"Cion?"

Curling a stray hair behind her ear and she took a long gander at her surroundings. The walls were painted a off white color, matching the furniture scattered around the room. There was bandages on the counter next to her and a metal platter filled with bloodied glass shards.

"Anyone?" She swallowed, frantically scanning the room for the others.

Fragments of the events that unfolded earlier flooded her mind causing her to grow dizzy once again. She had caused Kirin's power to unleash itself. Noel knew all too well what happened whenever such a thing occurred. Kirin's memories were at risk.

The door swung opened, startling Noel out of her thoughts. A curvy female doctor in a lab coat appeared along side a concerned looking Cion.

"So you finally awaken," the woman muttered, jutting things down on her notepad. "We were worried for a few moments."

Noel kneaded her temples and glanced up at the busty woman. "May I ask what happened?"

"Yes, of course," the woman adjusted her glasses and took a seat next to the bed. "One of the larger shards broke within your body, causing the glass to scatter. We needed to make a incision on your side to get them out. God, being knuckle deep in bloody flesh so early in the morning..." it was her turn to sigh. Cion shuffled uncomfortably and cleared her throat.

"My apologies," Noel whispered, touching the side of her torso. "Where's Kirin?"

"Kirin?" she flipped through her notes and tapped the bottom of her pen on the bottom of her chin. "Ah, her. She left a while ago with that odd fellow of hers. Biscuit, was it? I'm not paid to remember names, mind you."

Noel stared her down, unamused by the woman's sarcasm. "Is she safe?"

"Only a few nicks and scratches."

"Good..."

She laid back down on the pillow and shut her eyes, her relief obvious on her face.

"Hey, I know your horribly injured and all, but it's best you get back to class."

"Yes, of course. I cannot waste anymore time here," Noel stumbled out of bed, horribly unbalanced.

"You can't be serious," Cion started, helping Noel stay on her feet. "She's only human. She should rest a bit longer."

"Are you the doctor here?"

"N-no, but-"

"Then there's no need for you to be making any commentary. Now leave, there's only so many beds here and we can't waste it on the likes of you." She turned away, mouthing the word "doll" under her breath. Noel left without hesitation. Although the look of concern never left Cion's face, she allowed Noel to wobble to her upcoming classes.

Gripping her wound with one hand while the other held her books and supplies, she struggled to open the class door. Everyone seemed to be in a rush and she did not wish to bother them.

She attempted to turn the knob with her foot but to no avail. When she lifted her legs, she could practically feel the stitches stretching and snapping. Grunting in annoyance and pain as she stood idly at the door, whispering prayers to whomever would listen.

"Excuse me," a voice rumbled, snapping her out of her self pity. The tall, white haired boy opened the door with ease. He stood there, holding it open for the crippled female. Noel stared at him, her eyes glazed over in thought.

"What might you be doing? Do you not have somewhere to be?" she spoke, breaking the silence.

"I'm in this class."

"Then why are you standing outside in a ever so stationary manner?"

"I'm holding the door open," he glanced down at her, acknowledging the fact that the girl needed a more in-depth answer. "For you."

She raised a brow and stepped inside. "You have my thanks."

He shrugged and took to his seat as did Noel. He was currently her only link to Kirin. She needed to stay on his good side.

The class ended without so much as a single memorable event. Kirin had not missed much.

"Kirin," she groaned, leaning her chin in the palm of her hand.

Kirin had not attended class that day and was not seen in her usual spots located around campus. Noel's apprehension was growing by the minute and by the time the sun dipped behind the mountains and the stars poked holes into the night sky, she was back to where she started: pacing about the dormitory.