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Silas hadn't taken much physical trauma after all, Mike having taken the full brunt of the explosion. He did, however, take the full force of the energy dump which was last known to out someone in a coma for days.
Silas lays there unconscious, looking as if he will be no exception to that.
Rebecca has been bouncing between Silas's room and Mike's ever since the incident. Barring classes or the mission, she's been here. She also told Matt to get in touch with Freya however they could. She didn't have the other girl's number or anything, and there was no guarantee she'd be in the basement. Whatever their relationship as siblings, Rebecca believed she'd want to know about this.
For now, she's not sure if she wants to pull her hair out in frustration, throw up from worry, or both.
Silas' vitals are steady, but he's still out. Changed into a medical gown with his blanket pulled up to his waist he half sits/half lays, arms resting atop the blanket.
Freya does eventually show up, not in any hurried pace. She would walk over to her brother's bed-side, frowning at his state.
She's not sure she's ever seen him like this.
"Your antic have landed you in a bit of trouble. So stupid." she sighs, raising a hand to touch his forehead before closing her eyes and entering his mind...
Rebecca sits up straight at the sound of footsteps. She watches Freya enter without a word, frowning as the other girl just sort of hovers over her brother.
"Freya." She's not sure he's the other girl is doing. Breaking in or trying to pull him out?
"You always find your way through without my help." Silas' voice resounds in the maze, some of the bushes growing while others disappear as if the maze is continually changing.
"I usually don't have to worry about damaging you." Freya says, still walking through. If she hits dead ends, she just keeps walking in another direction. Almost like making it through isn't a huge priority.
"You realize you're in a coma, right? Tsk. Hold on, someone's bothering me."
Again, Rebecca can hear Freya murmur every word.
"None of your business."
Considering how much louder the response is this time, Rebecca can probably tell it's in response to her.
Since for now. Her pride is stung from the nobody comment, but it's not the first time she's heard it. She presses her lips together in a tight line. The time to cut in will come.
The bushes all shrink down to about two feet. Silas is seen sitting on a bench in the middle, thumb keeping his place in the Art of War as he looks up at Freya.