Addicted to You...

[athoslantean]

Teyla opened her eyes and noticed with some curiosity that her room had turned into a verdant field, her bed a luxurious and springy moss underneath a bower of verdant branches. The field was riddled with wildflowers, the likes of which she had never seen before, the brilliant reds exploding outwards from a black center and filling the air with a

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[athoslantean]

She barely heard him as he spoke, his arrival not even registering on her radar. The sound of his voice grated on her nerves was all at once a soothing balm. She closed her eyes and swallowed hard, trying to remember how to speak.

Finally, after along moment, she turned her head a fraction and blinked up at him through the tears. "C-carson?" she whispered, the sound barely perceptible and only audible due to the insane quietness of the night-time version of the infirmary.

She also managed to get a single head-shake in, an answer of sorts to his question.

[athoslantean]

She shifted a little, leaning into his touch, and nodded lightly. Haltingly, she told him of her dream, ending with her tale of throwing up and the connection she made to how she had felt in regards to the enzyme.

Then, with a shaky hand, she pointed at the cabinet. "We are all out," she said sadly, referring to the enzyme.