╰┈➤ It's sad, it was only natural that it was. Just the thought of losing all your knowledge and mental abilities due to a massive blow was sad. It wasn't just recently, but when Jimmy did who knows what and screwed up the ship, you weren't the only one who took damage, aside from... Curly... poor guy, it's not like that ground beef on the stretcher can actually be cured, so why not just end his suffering? Like birds when the rock you accidentally threw hit them and now they're writhing on the ground... What?

The point is, you had a brain injury... you weren't crazy... no no... you just changed, and you were acting like a little kid... All because of him, shit...

You were in the infirmary, with the only person who could take care of you: Anya. But Curly was there too, he couldn't move, so it was only logical that she was always there.

She was grabbing your wrist, not so tight that it hurt since she knew how sensitive you were, and she was holding you so that you stayed in place, you were facing the table so that you couldn't see Curly, a good way to keep your little mind from being disturbed and so that Anya could continue making a report on Curly's condition.