Jace follows like a lost puppy, sitting close to his wife once she's set down. I regret taking him in, remembering how degrading it is to the mind. Even if it's just temporary.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I watch Rayah, seeing how she's not worried and get a little nervous. "Jace, Was she complaining? Did something look wrong?" I ask, checking her pulse again.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!