Sam rested peacefully next to Ayl. She didn't quite fall asleep, though she might as well been. A voice broke the silence after a while, which Sam automatically identified as Ayl. "There wasn't time for me to look. I...I didn't want to, either," she whispered. "But you're okay, right?" She slowly sat up, rubbing her eyes before cracking them open lazily. "Please be okay. We're fucked without you."