In the Laby hospital, in Claire's private room.
On the bed, she laid with an easy-going smile adorning her beautiful face.
But her body was another matter entirely.
Wrapped in bandages like a cheap mummy, plasters covering many of her limbs.
I guess there is indeed the need for hospitals and treatment even in this world, and although they had potions.
Eva and I had just arrived, and all the rest of her friends were sitting on the couch with not so pleased expressions.
I could see some injuries on them as well, but it was only to the point of small cuts and scars, unlike Claire who had to be hospitalized.
Seeing us enter, Katie got up from the couch, followed by the mature and calm lady whose name I still didn't know of.
"What do the reports say?" Eva questioned quickly.
Jaq, I assume, stood up last. Her head dipping in a sigh as she gave a wry smile.
