*Suddenly as if out of nowhere the blonde girl walks from one side of the bed, and bits her lip looking down at the Sargeant in bed, she of course appeared there totally unexpected, she takes his hand and looks down at the man * Oh poor you, *She kneels diligently and removes some burned hair of his face with showing some regret on seeing the man that way, then he whispers something private to his ear, then pulling a handkerchief around his arm, the man smiles briefly, not really being able to speak, and with uttermost effort he speaks or tries to speak her name* .... Myla
*She returns the smile to him and says* From now on i do want you to forget that fight with Marhier, you have to get focused on getting better, if you want my father to keep considering you that promotion, you have to live Brandon .. you hear me? *the woman speaks with authoritative voice looking at him with joyous and energetic expression,, the man just nods slowly and speaks in low voice * Yes Myla... *then passes out to a deep sleep *
*She looks up* where is the Marthier then miss ?*Said as if all was happening just as she planned it to go *
