Vanessa lied on the bed. She was finally calm, but it wasn't because of the cold. Her room's airconditioner was just fine.

Indigo brought her a sandwich. "Here you go," he said as he placed the plate beside her on the nightstand. "Feeling better?"

"Yeah," she mumbled and smiled at him, taking the sandwich and giving it a bite.

He sat on the edge of the bed. "Good."

"Thank you..." she mumbled.

"No need to thank me."