When warmth returned, she instinctively reached for it, mewling silently. The scents of the jungle were a welcome balm, but the scent which returned with the dark shadow in her vision was home. Alas that she was yet unable to reach far; just a mere movement of her hands towards the black shape, knowing that it was there for her.

She shuddered against the heat, craving more and more of it, shivering as the drugs pulsed their eternal way through her system. Her stomach roiled, forcing her to breathe shallowly, but that was fine since every breath brought her another taste of safe, of home. Blue burrowed into the firm, lean shadow, uncaring if doing so caused her even more agonizing pain, so desperate was she for a haven of rest.

But she couldn't bite back the minute whimpers that doing so brought. Blue clenched her teeth, but waves of piercing pain rolled over her abdomen, inducing another bout of shivering as she tried to fight her own body, paralyzed by its drug-induced weakness.