Sev took a moment to collect her thoughts. How was she feeling? Every thought that came up brought another problem, and even through all the issues she just muttered "I'm okay..." but then she blinked, and looked up to Eva.
"No...no i'm not. I'm not okay. I'm on a ship I don't know, as a prisoner, i'm sore and hurt and i'm never going to see my sisters again..."
Her outburst declined as the last realisation kicked in. She wasn't going to see her sisters again. In fact, her sisters were probably trying to find and kill her right now. Fighting back the tears, she bit her lower lip and letting out a small whimper as she rolls over onto her belly, burying her face in the pillow. Muffled from the soft cloth, she managed to speak.
"You should've let me burn with the stupid suit..."
A million dollars isn't cool. You know what is cool? A basilisk.
