Kijani held Connor's hand, her grip faint. Words were echoing in her head, she couldn't get rid of them. Would Connor leave her tomorrow? Next week? When was the betrayal coming? Who would be next? Would the Professor stop treating her? Would Thor take her sword away?

She shut her eyes, and waited for the tranquilizer to take her away. She couldn't think anymore, and she didn't want to feel anymore. Not for today, anyway.