Tala sits beside Theano's bed, holding the woman's hand as she hums her favourite song.
From an outsider's point of view, it looks like she is merely massaging her hand.
Theano looks at the blind girl and asks curiously. "What are you doing?"
Tala smiles. "Helping."
"I'm beyond help. I have no more desire to live."
Tala blinks but continues to hum and massage her hand.
"Did you not hear me?"
"I did."
"Why are you still here?"
"Because you may not want help, but you need it."
"I told you—"
"And I heard you." Tala says quietly. "But I'm not going away."
"You're wasting your time.”
Tala shrugs. "That's for me to decide. And it's not time wasted when it is spent with family."
Theano says nothing and turns away again to stare at the wall.
After a few minutes, she looks back at Ta
