Room 218, Monday

[comelyhonour]

Beauty felt awful, although not as awful as she'd handwavily felt over the weekend. She was certain, however, that she had the best friend-who-is-a-boy in the world. The soup and attention from A.J. had been wonderful, and today she finally felt at least like walking as far as the common room to make herself a cup of tea, and then bringing it back

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[ecirpnellehada]

Limping back into the room after her class, looking a little worse for wear and tired herself, Adah deposited her bag, crumbling like a lifeless, boneless corpse, near the door and shuffled over to the bed. She fell, gracelessly on it, slowly, like a tree in the woods sawed off from life, sideways, resting her head against her pillow. She let out a soft sound, a grunt, that could be interpreted as either an expression of exhaustion, or a greeting, or perhaps even asking her roommate how she was.

She'd actually been busy this weekend to the point of forgetting that Honour had been sick, and she frowned across the room in worried consideration that this would muck up her plotting for tomorrow.

[[ *friendly nudge* isn't it 218, by the way? ]]

[comelyhonour]

Beauty looked up from her reading the a sympathetic frown for Adah. The girl looked as tired as she felt.

"You look like you've had a tiring time," she said softly. "Want some of my tea?"

[ooc: *facepalms*]

[ecirpnellehada]

And risk catching whatever it was that Honour had been infected with all weekend? No, thank you. Against her pillow, she shook her head, which, if it weren't for the question proceeding it, could be mistaken for an epileptic fit. Her eyes started roving around the room; having been sheltered in the sterile cleanliness of the clinic for most of the weekend, it was like she could practically see the potential germs that had incubated in the small room, like ticks gathering on fur, only, instead, gathering in the dark shadows of their respective painted jungles. Adah drew in a breath. She'd take a nap, recover from last night followed by this morning, and then limp around taking a few sterilization methods about the room

[comelyhonour]

It was sort of strange, but Beauty had gotten so used to never hearing Adah speak that she really didn't think anything of it anymore. She'd grown into the habit of being quiet herself around the room, when it was just the two of them, and it was a comfortable kind of peacefulness.

The spoken words did surprise her, and for a minute she just blinked at Adah. And then slowly replied, "Yes, thank you. I think I'm at the point where fresh air will be the best thing for me, but I'm too tired to go out today."