I caught Cy's limp body in my arms. He was completely unconscious, his breathing sounding as if he was asleep. I picked him up properly as I contacted Marie through the link trying not to freak out,

/Cy just passed out/

\Alright, do you smell blood?\

/No/

\Has he eaten in the last 12 hours?\

That was a good question. Considering the morning sickness, and the fact that we'd woken up and gone straight to the infirmary, he probably had nothing on his stomach but air. I told Marie as much and she said I should put him to bed and wait for him to wake up. He was low...