"Carly has been worrying about you," Damien announces as he hands me a cup of tea. I stare down at it, a little weirded out by seeing a drinkable liquid that isn't blood. Damien notices my confusion and feels the need to explain himself, "when you were human, I noticed that you drank a lot of tea and thought it would help." He takes the seat next to me and bends forward like I'm doing.
My mouth forms an O shape and I nod. I drink a small mouthful since I wasn't really in the mood for drinking anything. But Damien was right, this helps.
It hadn't been five minutes since we came back through the portal and already I felt like I had been drained of all life. Maybe because my life was drained a few weeks ago but I think it's more emotionally drained.
We're sitting in the living room since A
