"It's more than I can do now," she admitted, not sure if she was trying to cheer Allen up or feel sad herself. Eventually she decided on the former. "And besides, it doesn't matter what we're capable of. So long as there's you, Ravi, and me, we'll be alright."

As long as her friends were here, it didn't matter that the world thought she was crazy. She knew she wasn't. She still missed her brother, but thanks to her friends she'd be able to hold off the loneliness.

"I checked the board in the large room...I think one of the nurses called it the sun room...just before we went to lunch. Who's Rukia?"

It wasn't a suspicious accusation so much as a question. Rukia had seemed nice--although her drawings were almost as bad as Allen's--and she was glad he had made some friends in the short time he'd been here.