When morning came Brusenna stirred, blinking open her eyes. Her bedroom swam into view and she frowned, confused as to how she had gotten there. Then Michael getting stabbed and her healing him flashed through her mind and she bolted up in bed. Dizziness rushed over her and she swayed. "Easy." She heard and looked over to see Salem sitting next to her. "S-Salem? How did I get here? And wheres Michael, is he ok?" She asked worriedly. "He's fine. He was the one who carried you up here." The feline said.