Conscious

I remain seated on my spot beside the currently unconscious Mystic. Who was still laying on the bed.

I towered over her for a minute, but lean back against the bed stand and sigh. A heavy one.

"she's been unconscious for a day now." I say , worry and concern in my voice as I turn my gaze to the blue floating figure in the room.

Jax, had been more quiet than usual as he inspected Mystic for a while.

"what do you expect, her energy has been drained." he says floating over her.

I turn a wary glance to Mystic, who is still sleeping soundly. At least that's one pleasant way to put things.

"until how long do you think we can stand before they find us?" I ask Jax my voice low and tired.

"uncertain. It's difficult to say due to their rapid increase in numbers." Jax replies softly, as quiet as he could.

I turn back to Mystic and something heavy fills my chest all over again. I felt like hitting my face in the wall for being a jerk.