Alpha Axton sat, propped up on the bed's headboard by Beta Scott, with a feather pillow to support him. Back then, the first time, he had been able to stand and balance the dead weight of his left on his right, now it seemed like the right was way too weak too.

Beta Scott returned much later, with some food for Axton and boiled herbs to help him with his strength and to ease the pain a little.

Axton, however was mostly nonchalant. He didn't care about his condition, and didn't see the prospect of becoming better any time soon. The only thing that helped him get by was Natalia....