Zoe Pierce lay on the bed, feeling that the worst of her discomfort wasn't in her arms and legs, but in a spot just to the side of her spine.
She had to rely entirely on the strength of her arms just to sit up.
Chase Shaw steadied her with a hand. "Does the wound hurt?"
Zoe Pierce shook her head. "It doesn't hurt, but the nerves there feel really sensitive." Every little movement that pulled on the area was noticeable.
"That's normal." It was a side effect of flesh regenerating too quickly.
Zoe Pierce nodded.
Nathan Lockwood felt that Zoe Pierce seemed a little different.
She seemed calmer, more serene.
The way she looked at them was different from usual. Right now, for instance, even though she was leaning for support, her gaze remained fixed on him and Chase Shaw.
"Why are you looking at us like that?"
Zoe Pierce didn't feel she was looking at them any differently.
"I just wanted to look at you," she said earnestly.
Now even Chase Shaw was looking at her differently.
