Zandra watched as Scott's men declined the offer and left. She turned to Scott and bent down beside him, careful to not shake the bed. She gently raised up the bandages, checking for bleeding. But to her pleasure she had done a wonderful job and there was no bleeding that she could see. She decided that the bandages would need to be changed within two or three hours. Sitting down beside the bed in the floor she kept silent. Not sure wither she should tell him that the man she had killed had once been her father, and that she had found out that he wasn't actually her father.<br/>"I, uh..." She started to talk about it, but her words trailed off. She didn't want to bother him with the information, he probably wanted to rest anyways. "Are you comfy? Your not to hot or cold are you?" She asked instead.