At Arn's words a visible weight seemed to be lifted off of her. The strained, burdened hunching her body had been in straightened a bit as if relieved of its load. A shaking heavy exhale followed, followed by another long one as a couple of tears escaped her eyes. As a smile crossed her face she closed her eyes as she eased up on her grip on Arn. Her long fingers still shaking slightly, but more relaxed then she had been.
"I did it..." Her voice softly uttered barely believing her own words. "I've made it." She straightened her back looking up for a moment trying to contain herself.
The other hand that Arn still had been holding, now slipped free and took it in her own, lifting it to her cheek to make sure she wasn't dreaming. Another sigh of relief followed up another smile before she realized what she had been doing.
She let him go, softly apologizing for her behaviour.
"I..I'm sorry, I know it must have been quite a bother to you, to be forced to sit here and look after me especially when you need rest yourself." She said as she continued to listen to him.
"Forgive me, but I am no high born lady, my name is Eilis, not Elise." She gently corrected Arn. "But it's not a big deal really...if you want to call me Elise..." One could sense the nervousness in her voice before Arn's final words turned her face to horror.
"NO!" A short flare again as the bindings flashed up. Eilis's body reacting as if being struck by a whip. The outburst and the body's reaction was so strange coming from such a timid girl. It must have puzzled those that witnessed it and didn't know what it was.
Eilis seemed shaken or disturbed by something more then just physical pain, the expression that had been visible a more before was stripped from her face again, replaced by an expression of sad acceptance.
"I'm sorry, but I can't." Was all she said as she tucked her knees up, wrapping her arms around them. A long pause and silence followed, filled only by the occasional beeps of the monitors and screens displaying their vitals and the roaring of the engines.
Suddenly Eilis's soft voice piped up again, careful and yet straight to the point.
"Arn. Do you sometimes think life would be better if you simply weren't born?" Eilis asked.