Larea spent a long time laying in bed, trying to piece together what could have happened in her mind. She had a feeling the dreams she had would give some clue, if only she could remember them.<br/>She looked over to the door when she heard someone knock, followed by Ahmahts voice, but she wasn't too keen on getting up at the moment. It wasn't until the door opened and she caught a glimpse of Zel that she perked up a little bit; just barely, but enough to notice. She wanted to thank him for his help, considering she might not be there now if he hadn't intervened. She turned her attention to Ahmaht and accepted the soup he brought and nodded in thanks, giving him a small smile. Her eyes turned to Zel for a moment more, trying her best to say thank you through her expression, before Ahmaht left and closed the door.<br/>She let out a sigh and sunk into the bed a little bit, slowly eating her way through the meal that was brought to her. She eventually finished it off and put the bowl on a nearby table, afterward turning back to her own thoughts again, trying to remember something, anything, from her dreams. So far it yielded no results, but that didn't stop her from trying.