"I'm okay Asran." Ayrie said, yelling so that he could hear her. She looked at the doctor and shrugged with a smile. Her dream was still hanging around in her memory, causing her to want to get up and move around. She looked at the doctor again, "I promise I'll be super careful, you can even make me sit in a wheelchair. Just let me go see him."

For Ayrie it was more than seeing him, she needed to ask him since questions.