After breakfast, Seth carries me down to see Sofia who checks me out. My temperature and heart rate are both back to normal already and she doesn’t seem to have any concerns at all. Even though she said that I’m completely fine, Seth insisted on carrying me back upstairs.
“I’m feeling much better, really,” I tell him as the elevator closes behind us, starting to move us upstairs. “I think the tea may have actually helped.”
“Maybe I just want you close to me. Is that so bad?” he asks, not giving any indication that my feet will ever touch the floor again.
“I should probably go see Benjamin soon,” I say and he looks down at me.
“They know you had to shift,” he says, meeting my eyes. “I don’t think they feel like they felt before. They know you need time to physically recover.”
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