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Darla looked up and caught herself twitching badly with her arm. She grabbed her own wrist to try and stop it,"I'm Darla by the way..."She tossed in,"Daughter of Ares."
Darla continued to grip her arm until she felt her hand go a little numb and stopped, not wanting to hurt herself. She looked over and nodded."Cool..."She said , not really focusing or listening.
a click of crutches hitting the ground was heard before Weasel came in, leaning heavily on the crutches. "I don't see any tears, so i can assume he didn't die." he stated.
Darla looked over and shook her head,"Nope...he's alive."She said still twitching slightly. Her arm hurting from it, but there was nothing she could do.
"No, he needs rest. if his OSA starts to get bad, then we'll wake him up." She answered. "OSA? what's that?" Wasel asked, lowering himself onto a chair. "Obstrucktive Sleeping Apnea." Sarah replied. "Oh. meaning?" "He stops breathing in his sleep." "Oh."