"You're right, Nina." Em ran a hand through her hair and sighed. "We get some rest and figure it all out tomorrow. Plus, the longer we're here, the quicker that leg of hers can heal up." Em nodded towards me. 
"Fine. Good." Spencer walked away from the table with his book in hand. He returned to his spot on the half-ruined couch and continued where he left off reading. 
I felt so awkward around everyone. They were for the most part, planning around me and my current situation. I felt bad but I couldn't help it. 
"And I'm going to go back on the porch. I can't breathe in here." Joe took off towards the door, plopping down on the old wooden floorboards with a thud.