Out of the corner of her eye, Lana caught "Jane" mirroring the protection Lana had tried to give her with Bella. Interesting. Crisis brought out the strangest things in people; in this case, memory loss was no impediment to standing up for someone else.

Admirable, but they still hadn't had time to find out if she knew what she could be getting into, here.

It seemed the dead, if that's indeed what this boy was, were inclined to help fix that. Altruism all around. Lana let herself smile at him, and the warmth of it made the cold almost ignorable. "We wanted to see what was happening." Meds. Had something in there killed him? "Did you take something in there?"