Elliot looked between the two brothers before pulling away from Savannah. She ran to her and Jacob's room and stuffed a chair under the handle. Her breathing was heavy as she walked backwards toward the bed and practically fell onto it. All she could imagine was Jacob going and dying. He wasn't healthy enough, he didn't have the strength, if something happened, it would be unlikely that he'd be able to run away. It was clear to the robots now that she had returned to the human side. If something happened to him, she wouldn't be able to get him back. She sobbed and crawled off the bed and moved to the bathroom. Her trembling hands searched through the drawer until she managed to find a razor. She ripped it apart, cutting up her hands, to get the small blade inside. She sat on the edge of the bathtub and dug the blade into her arm.