Looking back at her, I took her wrist and turned her arm to see how the cut was doing. She still wasn't healing yet. "Twenty minutes," I answered almost unconsciously. "Why aren't you healing?" From the corner of my eye I noticed how she scanned me fore a second or two, before answering. "I'll heal, Christian." I looked at her and she seemed a bit lost, simply staring back at me for a few seconds. There was confusion in her eyes and I don't think she was paying that much attention to anything around really. I got up from the chair and sat right on the bed beside her while she was still leaning on the headboard of the bed. I was unconsciously still holding her hand in a way of exposing the scratch a few inches above her wrist, but she didn't seem to notice either. Instead, she held my hand back in a way."What happened down there?" I broke the silence, but it was as if she was already going through it in her mind. She was already trying to replay what happened.. But I didn't get it.. She froze. Completely froze. And I noticed Amelia did the same thing, I just didn't understand why they didn't move away.. Fight in any way. I understood that it exhausted Lana, and that's basically the reason why I told her not to do it. She wasn't herself after that. But now.. Now she was impulsive and did it anyway.. I watched how she shook her head, her gaze seeming completely plain and blank, not even blinking. It wasn't damn hard to notice that she was overthinking something. "Just,-" I listened to her start as she closed her eyes and once again shook her head. "God, I don't know.." Her words got interrupted by one another, almost like she didn't know how to explain it, how to find the right way to explain it.. "They did the spell, but it-.. Something wasn't right. There were pictures, and voices, and a whole damn vision that I don't even know if it's real," She kept her hand in mine, while running the other so anxiously though her hair. "And, I think Amelia saw it too, but seeing my father, and that woman, an-" "Hey, hey it's alright, Lana," I managed to interrupt her, tightening my grip around her hand, but my voice barely made her look at me. I didn't understand what she was talking about, what kind of vision she was trying to explain to me.. To describe in a way.. But I knew it was best for her to stop thinking about it in that exact moment because I could hear her breaths quickening along her heartbeat, and I it was hard not see that panic in her eyes. "We'll figure it out." There was slight relief in her eyes. I'm not sure if I managed to calm her down, but her eyes didn't move as quickly. She stared at me for a few more seconds, her lips already parted in a way of that nervous breathing that was now slowing down.. She released a sharp breath and looked down, her hair falling over her face before she put it slightly behind her ear. She stared at her hand in mine, but it wasn't that what she was thinking.. She still didn't even realize that she was making slight caresses with her thumb over mine. "You don't know what I'm talking about.." I heard her voice after a few seconds, raspy and way to quiet for her. "You just don't understand," I observed her moves as she looked back at me, once again making sure to put her hair behind her ear, even though she wasn't really doing it. Her hair was too thick and wavy to stay in place, so it fell again. "you didn't see." I didn't know what I was supposed to tell her.. I didn't even know what she was talking about. Calliope didn't get the chance to tell me much about the situation downstairs, and now I had Lana mentioning that Amelia might've saw something too.. Which was not weird for her, she got visions all the time. I just didn't understand what Lana's father had anything to do with this, who she just mentioned, and some woman she seemed so stressed about. There was this normal glare back in her eyes. The greenish blue color not as wild as before.. She seemed a bit soothed, and I could hear her heart going back to normal steady beats. A few seconds passed after she told me that I didn't understand what she was talking about.. I didn't, but I needed her calmed so I can at least make out the words she was saying.. She talked too fast when she was nervous or panicked. She blinked a few times, seeming like she observed my face for a few seconds before I saw her reach her hand towards me.. It was the last thing I expected from her when she pressed her palm on my jaw and caressed the side of my face with her thumb. I didn't know what I was doing at that point, I just felt like I couldn't want anything other than that.. I couldn't find myself reacting differently than I did, because it seemed like an instinct. Like a part of me was eager to show her that I actually cared to keep her safe. So, my hand moved over hers, and pulled it towards my lips. I left a kiss over her palm, and she just seemed calmed at that point. She didn't move away, just tightened her grip over my other hand that were resting on her bent knee. When I looked back at her, I saw that this girl was just as pure as I thought. There wasn't mystery behind her eyes, there was this simple appreciation, and I couldn't help but want to give her more.. More attention, more comfort.. I didn't sympathize her for not having her family close because I was trying to give her the same cherishing and protection. I promised her that. And it included soothing her and calming her and snapping her back to herself through whatever way or method I knew.. She found comfort in me.. She found some kind of connection. It was all in her eyes.. And I couldn't let her down. All she did was make out a faint smile as I finished up with leaving that kiss on her hand, and with one last caress over my face, she leaned closer and hugged me. I wasn't used to it.. I wasn't used to anyone showing such pureness in their actions. It was always one way or another of trying to figure out what someone wanted.. What they didn't.. Whether I could or couldn't trust them. But Lana didn't hide that. When she cared, she showed she cared. When she didn't, she made it damn straight that she didn't. So, it took me a second or two to hug her back, and I don't think that anything went through my head at that point other than a few beats of surprise.. Again, with her, it was more of an instinct. It wasn't hard to give in because she made it easy. She made it seem easy. I just didn't know what I was allowing myself through, and how I was supposed to handle everything that went through me in moments with her. The little wolf that was turning everything in my world upside down.