Naieves lay him down in the bed and checked his heart. It wasn't beating, and her own heart skipped a beat. No, he couldn't of possibly died... She decided to give him awhile, there was no way he was gone...
She walked back over to where Hershel was, but she didn't sit in the chair, she lay down in the bed next to his. They weren't that far apart, so she reached over and held his hand. She fell into a light sleep listening to his shallow breaths. It wasn't really sleeping, it was kind of a half-sleeping state, as she could sense everything but she was in a sort of sleep state.