@TheEvilWheatley *She sighs and rubs her face with her hands. This is all her fault. All of it. She should have been more careful. Shouldn't have been there in the first place. Shouldn't have made him worry.*
@TheEvilWheatley *She throws her head back, letting out a puff of air that blows her bangs. Rest will drive her insane faster, too. If it didn't hurt to move, she'd consider hopping along, using him for support.*
@TheEvilWheatley *She nods approvingly. As much as she would’ve loved to destroy the damned thing, that’ll work. She gives a quick, longing glance towards the exit, the door to freedom, and grimaces. Escape isn’t an option at the moment.*
@TheEvilWheatley *She clears her throat to catch his attention and holds up an extra blanket. He can use that to cover the camera. /She/ might still be able to hear him, but at least She won’t be able to see.*
@TheEvilWheatley *She rubs her forehead, sinking lower into her hospital bed. Messing with the camera is probably the /best/ way to remind Her that they're there...*
@TheEvilWheatley *She pulls back slightly to smile at him. There may be tears in her eyes, but they’re warm, maybe even relieved. That’s… possibly the nicest thing anyone has ever said to her, especially here.*