You hold onto Van's hand as Taissa replaces her bandages. Labored breaths leave her mouth and your heart breaks for her. You know she's in so much pain and you wish you could take that away.

"Van? Can you hear me?" you whisper. They've been knocked out for a couple days but she comes in an out of consciousness. You can feel a faint squeeze on your hand as Van slowly opens her eyes.

"Yeah, I’m still here,” Van says, voice all raspy and hoarse.