Ella's embrace was unexpected, but welcomed. Poitr hugged her back lightly. He was scared of hurting her, and surprised she wasn't hurting herself. Even now that he had protected this child, he felt conflicted. He could push back the fact that she was a shapeshifter, but that was it. The fact lingered over him. He wanted not to care. It seemed silly that shapeshifters be demonized when they had lives and families and felt pain and sorrow and happiness just like humans. He would talk about this with Ella, it felt wrong to hide anything from her when she had been through so much, but not now.

The Sister helped herself into the room. "How sweet." Poitr felt very awkward, and Ella slinked out of the hug. Sister Lazenby was the reason he got past the nurse station without any questions, and the reason they found Ella's room. She also dedicated her life to the reason why Ella was almost killed.

The Sister continued. "It's so good that you're alright, Poitr was very worried about you. Shall we all pray? Poitr leaned over and whispered in Ella's ear "Just a bit longer." He then said "Ella, this is Sister Lazenby. She helped me find what room you were in. She volunteers at the hospital to spend time with the children who are sick. The Sister sat on the bed next to Ella took her hand and Poitr's, and began to pray out loud.