She wasn't okay but she didn't want him to worry about her anymore so she didn't answer. "Um, I think it would be weird if the wheelchair was indeed mine to inherit. I still feel like what I saw, what I experienced was not a dream but a vision of a past life. Sorry Milo, still can't shake that and now the family name. Just creeps me out. I'm going to call my mom later tonight, she's in Sacramento, California visiting my aunt." She took deep breath. "I can't right now." She closed the laptop and pushed it over to him. "I need some sleep. My head is starting to hurt a little and it feels like a migraine." She closed her eyes and sunk into her pillow and rolled over with her back towards him and then turned toward him, placing her hand on his thigh. She opened her eyes. "Stay with me."