[center][b]Lily[/b] - Infirmary[/center] She let out a small yawn as she woke and opened her eyes gingerly, trying to adjust to the light that was now pouring into the room. After a few seconds she felt the warmth of skin on her hand and looked down to see the demon boy from before. Did he tell her his name? She couldn't remember. She didn't think so. No name came to her no matter how long she thought about it, just a splitting headache. She sighed and watched him for a few moments, simply watching him sleep. He didn't look very comfortable but she just wanted a moment to think. [i]Who is he and why do I feel like I know him?[/i] Her eyes narrowed as she watched his breathing, slow and steady. A warm smile grew on her face and she leaned over and planted a small kiss on his head. [b]"My guardian angel."[/b] She whispered quietly, chuckling slightly at her own little joke. Demon or not, he'd protected her and she was indebted to him. Not many people had every tried to protect her save for her mother. She lifted the hand under his and moved her fingers over his. [b]"Wake up, sleepy head. It can't be comfortable to sleep like that."[/b] She told him, her voice soft and small. She pulled her knees up to her chest and waited for him to wake completely. The stitches on her chest were uncomfortable but not painful. What was really getting her was the headache, but it was something she could hide rather easily. He didn't need to know.