*Ari's POV*
Arian hadn't become conscious until two days later. He hadn't spoken, but could respond with tiny movements of the head or hands. The day he could speak coherently and shift in his bed was when I was assured by his slow recovery. Boston had tried to contact a professional doctor through Raymond, but we couldn't receive any mainstream services until we were released from the Project.
The Project was the last thing on my mind, though. I had been upset ever since that horrid night seeing Arian's b****y bungalow. Boston and Rowen didn't let me near Arian—didn't even let me watch—as they gave him more intense medical care at the huts. I was thankful that all the agents and NOs had been trained to provide medical aid, or Arian - and all the other injured civilians - would'
