Bella was almost shocked when he spoke, the silence had been dancing around them for what had seemed like hours. Bella thought about his question and wondered why he cared, she decided it was best not to keep him waiting. "There isn't much they can do for the pain, but cleaned it up to stop it from causing infection" Bella informed him matter of factly. She just stood there watching him, he was so drawn and engrossed in the fire, as though it had lured and pulled him in. Bella thought about what had happened that day, she was half hoping it was some kind of poison induced nightmare, but she knew those things just weren't possible. Bella felt like crying, but she knew she had to be strong, withhold from allowing him to succeed in hurting her anymore. She wouldn't and couldn't allow it. Even though it was rather warm, Bella felt ice cold, as though stood in a dark cold place, where warmth had been banished. Maybe that was just how she was feeling, after all... she'd never had to be part of something like this. "What do you want me to do?" she asked, not wanting the deafening silence to continue any longer. She just hoped speaking out of terms wouldn't get her punished.