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Laurel nodded, Nic's head still cupped in her hands, "Alright... we're okay," she murmured as if reassuring herself, "We'll work this out." She stroked his cheek a little, "Some water?" she offered.

Figuring Laurel wouldn't be happy until she felt like she had helped in some way, Nic nodded a little.

Laurel nodded and got up, going to a small fridge. She pulled out a small bottle of water and went over to the cupboards. When she came back, the water looked like it was in some sort of sippy-cup. She took a seat beside him on the bed. "How far can you lift your head?" she asked.

Nic tested it out. He lifted his head a few inches, but it wasn't clear how long he'd be able to keep it up.

He wouldn't have to hold it as Laurel slid her arm underneath his head to support him. She held the sippy-ish cup to his lips and let him drink what he wanted.

Nic drank it all; he wanted to have his strength back as soon as possible.

Laurel raised her eyebrows a little, a motion barely visible with the sunglasses, "Anything else you want?" she offered as she slowly removed her arm and lowered his head back down.

Nic shook his head, looking pretty tired.

Laurel nodded, pulling the blanket up around him before running a hand through his hair, "Get some rest then," she ordered quietly.

Nic didn't nod. But after a moment he slowly closed his eyes once more.

Laurel stroked his hair for awhile before sitting back. She stared at Nic, her mind a jumbled mess. She didn't even know where to start sorting through her thoughts. She started with the basics.

I'm stronger than I was. I stand on my own two feet. Dominic Duncan is mine.

She worked through her mind, trying to figure out how she was feeling. It would take time. But she kept a careful eye on Nic as she thought.

Nic wasn't too interesting to watch as he slowly fell asleep again.

Laurel decided to stay by his side until he woke again, then she'd convince him to let her help change his clothes.

Nic slept for a solid few hours before waking up again. By that time, Blaze had visited Kale again with some more sugar.

Laurel was still beside him and noticed when he was waking up. "How are you feeling?" she asked as she put a hand on his arm.

"Yeah, how're you feeling, lover log?" Kale called from across the room.

Nic grunted a little, replying to both at once.