"Jack can you tell Owen to hurry up with that cure already I really don't like where it's going" she said clearly worried and tried to keep him warm moving her wings over him and the blankets again. Death sighed "Don't worry" he touched her head "It's not his time yet not for a good while Seclusion so relax" she frowned at him and pushed Death's hand again "Not going to stop me worrying I hate seeing him like this because there is nothing I can really do when I'm in the same position" she said. Owen meanwhile had just walked in "I told you it'll take a few days "Well hurry it up he's getting worse" she snapped a little "Calm down, he'll be fine… just keep him warm and comfort him ok"