DINING HALL FOR STUFF, afternoon<br/><br/>"Oh,<em>we</em>'re just fine. Right, Big Boy?"<br/>This was one of the nicknames the woman gave him during the past months and she always used it with kindness and a sort of dignity, which was there in every move of her around Billie.<br/>Some considered her crazy, saying 'why to waste such attention to a vegetable?', but truth was for Elisabeth Bill had never been a "vegie", but someone that's worth fighting for. Maybe she was hoping a miracle, maybe she simply wished a better life for this young man, one things was sure: she<em>tried</em>.<br/>No, using plural when answering the nurse's question, she gently turned Billie's head to face Adele and made things understandable for him - she treated him as a person.<br/>"Billie.. Listen to me for a while, okay? This woman on the other side of the table is Adele. You've met before.. She helped you not once.. We were together on the Christmas Party as well.. remember?"<br/><br/>Of course, there wasn't much reaction except a curious look and a twitch of his lips accompanied with some distorted sounds - but the fact they managed to catch his gaze and keep it focused was already a success for the psychologist.<br/>"It's okay, Big Boy." - Beth stroked his forehead. "You two can shake hands. I've been talking to you about handshake before. And greeting.. Wanna try it?"<br/>Carefully she pulled the hand in her hand towards Adele, giving her a begging look. It was so hard to find people in this hospital who appreciated, or at least accepted her efforts in this case so she had to grab each and every occasion which meant a chance for her protegé. A chance to hold hands with the rest of the world...<br/><br/>