Unable to die?  Amuné was surprised by the claim.  The double-sound of the words, one language she didn’t know spoken, and another deeper meaning resonating with her soul, that surprised her too, but it bothered her far less than the dark things that waited at the borders of the world.  Whatever the other girl’s power, the younger child wouldn’t turn away like everyone else did.

When asked to help, she wasn’t sure at first what was wanted.  But as the strange teen worked to free herself from the mass of tubes, Amuné understood.  Seeing them come free was unnerving, as was the lack of blood, and the child shuddered.  But she wouldn’t let her unease decide her actions.  The singer meant safety, or at least something safer, and she wouldn’t give that up if she could help it.

With the last of the lines removed, Amuné took a step back.  What now?  The other girl didn’t seem to be very strong, and considering how long she’d been there, the younger child was not surprised.  It happened when a person had to stay in bed for a long time to get better -- when they got up, they were always weak and not just from being sick.  But she was too small to be any use helping the teen out of her tangled cocoon.  The child looked around, hoping to find something that might help, or inspire an idea.  Instead she saw a woman in the doorway.  She gasped and backed away, her expression frightened.  The Stone was where all the worst people were sent.  What sort of criminal now faced her?  How could she get away -- and could she help the other girl escape too?