Aya didn't even bother trying to wave away Max when he asked her to go to the infirmary. She simply lacked the energy to care if she was a burden. Besides, even though she could only see the bruises, she couldn't be sure her blood was [i]actually[/i] clean. Who knew what sort of toxin Sebastian had left swimming around her veins. 

Thus, suitcase dragging behind her, Aya allowed herself to be lead to the medical facilities. It was a slow process, and she swayed more than normal, but eventually they reached their destination. She made a bee-line for the first empty bed she saw and fell into it, giving a soft groan as her sore body reacted to the new position. Forgetting Max, Sebastian, and the day's events, Aya finally sank into a deep, much-needed sleep. She'd done what she needed to. Her job was over.

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