Ami began eating in small bites. Not quite what I'm used to, but nice none-the-less, she thought. "I'm not sure about interesting exactly - most of the night was spent trying to restrain a girl who had been brainwashed by the institute."

Ami moved the food around on her plate as she started grow more and more nervous about the approaching night.

"I did find out that there is a first aid room set up by other patients every night in room M35. I've heard they have healers - they might be able to fix your arm for you if it's really bad," Ami offered up the information readily. "How about you? Did you manage to find anything out?"