"Uh huh," Helly says with a rueful note to her voice, clearly very much wishing she was still asleep. At least then she'd been sort of out of control of her body. Now she has to be doing all these things with it – heating up water, getting out teabags, a spoon. So many activities while all her limbs are aching. "I feel awful. But – I mean, that goes without saying."

She drops her voice a little, despite the fact that they're indoors. Paranoia is seeping through her every pore at this point, since it was talking while being overheard that got her thrown in that man's torture chamber. "Listen. Did you manage to talk to the doctor guy?"