Tick. Tock.
Tick. Tock.
The antique clock on the chimed softly as the minutes passed. Tokoki sat there in a cocoon, staring at her room's window. She's been here in her moirail's hive for nights now. Her arms bandaged to cover up all of the needle holes that have most likely healed by now, but that stupid nurse won't let her seem them.
It irked Tokoki that she felt like she couldn't handle seeing them, that it would trigger some sort of traumatic shock in her. But it wouldn't, Tokoki's known the holes have been there ever since she had come out of whatever drugged up state she had been in.
The needle holes had stopped bothering her, the constant medical having died down as she's gonna better. But one thing still itched in the back of her mind. One thing she couldn't answer, and worried she'd never GET an answer.
Why? Just... Why? Why her? What did she do to deserve this fate? The fact she couldn't figure out a logical answer hurt her head, making her feel sick and uneasy. She hated this. She hated not knowing why this happened to her. Normally she'd be fine without knowing certain things, or understanding things that didn't apply to her for the most part. But right now? She wanted to know why. Just why! Someone give her a reason!
She gripped the side of the cocoon, her eyes stringing a little with hot tears. She wanted to start crying, but a gentle hand gripped her shoulder, rubbing it slowly. She looked up and sniffled a little, seeing the familiar face of her moirail knelt beside her. The Oliveblood cupped her cheek, gently stroking it. This always calmed her down. Koreki knew her best... He always knew her best.
She relaxed and closed her eyes, just letting herself relax. She didn't need to know the answers right now. Hell, maybe she'd never know the answers. But that doesn't matter right now.