"[color=lightblue]You might hear some noise in your head for a moment.[/color]" 

She took a deep breath and concentrated on his hand in hers as he peeled back the eyepatch. As usual, whenever it was touched there was a jolt of discomfort and concern, but she battered through it. Just because [i]she[/i] was too much of a coward to look underneath it didn't mean nobody could look; and the two of them had both seen underneath it anyway. There was no reason to be worried, she thought, trying to convince herself it was true.

Ah, and there it was, Doctor Follen was right. A little sound in her head. A clinking sound, of metal against...

Against metal?

Quinn frowned for a moment at that. Doctor Follen had put a solid metal probe into her eye socket. At least, she thought it was solid. It wasn't like she'd seen any kind of machinery on it. So then, if that was the case, if it was just a simple piece of metal...then what had made that sound?

But those thoughts were derailed as Dahlia resumed her position by Quinn's side. Consternation forgotten, Quinn gave a tiny, contended smile and snuggled up next to her, enjoying that warmth of closeness. Especially after the [i]day[/i] she'd had. The day they'd [i]both[/i] had. "[color=ffe63d]Yeah, lucky me.[/color]"

Then Doctor Follen went on, and in the end, asked Quinn what she wanted to do. She opened her mouth to say that she would go and rest...

...And then she paused a moment, and thought.

"[color=ffe63d]I think...I'll go give statements and stuff now. If I go lie down now I'm not gonna be able to get up again for a while, and with the whole Casoban thing, I think I'd better talk. I mean, it's my fault--[/color]" For once, those words weren't accompanied by guilt digging into her voice; rather, it was very matter-of-fact, "[color=ffe63d]--so what's it gonna look like if I don't?[/color]" She pulled away from her sister regretfully, looked up into her eyes. "[color=ffe63d]Are you gonna come too, Deelie?[/color]"