It would take a while for Levan to wake up, or even consider doing anything other than staying in bed. Every now and then he opened the last message he got from his best friend.
He knew Lea was out there, doing her things. But he did not care. Nothing was important anymore. He would either hide here for a while, or Rebecca would come for him. He did not feel sadness anymore. Purely apathetic. This was how his life was now. Hiding, afraid, without any goal.
And all just because of Rebecca. He survived an entire planet of slavery and abuse, but that woman, that would be the one to kill him. He did not have the biggest hopes for Caliban to solve it.
He did not even feel hungry or thirsty anymore. He just remained in bed, not knowing what else to do.
