[She manages a slight smile, somewhat snide.] I think so. [She means that mostly as a quip at him because even like this she can't entirely resist. However it's partially the truth that she doesn't feel sure if she is or not. She feels instead that she's been dreaming for a long, long time and thus trying to determine what isn't a dream these days is difficult.

But the pain that throbs to life in her abdomen is very real as is the stiffness in her limbs.

His words cause surprise to flicker across her face.] A few days... [Gods, but that is far too long to have been out of commission. Her mission couldn't afford that. Nor could the mission of some of the others, now that she thinks about it.

Yet here one sits at her bedside, watching over her. For it to be Therion maybe doesn't surprise her that much all things considered. His heart is kinder than he wants anyone to know.]

And yet you're still here. [It isn't a question yet it's spoken with some confusion.] I'd have thought... [She starts but trails off.] .... Well. Maybe it doesn't matter what I thought. [Her voice is quiet, still difficult to use after so long, but resigned.

She feels the warmth of gratefulness to Revello as her gaze flickers back to stare at the ceiling of his home.] I'm sorry. It was never my intention to drag you into this. [But she had now, inadvertently. Simeon now knew the faces of her companions. They could be in danger because of her.]