She was just about to take off her comms device when Grayson chimed in. 

[i]"Hey, how you feeling?"[/i]

"I'm doing alright," Amy replied, walking to her bed to sit cross-legged on one of the edges. "I'm not sick anymore but I don't know, I feel a little bit weird." She look around the room as she talked to Grayson. For some reason, she liked to take in the little details on the wall, the desk, etc. It may be boring for some, but for someone like her, who had been blind for years, it was still entertaining.

"So I'm guessing you'll be done soon, right?"

Amy then stood up again just as quick, walking over to her door to head out. For some reason, she felt a hint of anxiety, but she attributed it to being alone in her room for longer than she was used to lately.