Lackluster

Elementium

She had been confined to her bed for the better part of the past two weeks. Néos had been present for much of the time she was awake, though that really wasn't saying much. The woman spent the majority of her time sleeping out of pure boredom. The boy fed her three times a day and cared for her injury faithfully. With Mikhail present, he would release her just long enough for her to relieve herself. The agent had only been there to make sure she wouldn't try to escape or attack Néos. However, she had no intention of incurring The Doctor's wrath by acting out again.

At first, Néos had only stayed long enough to finish his duties but...after a few days, he had begun to linger after her meals and even began to engage her in conversation. It was mostly one-sided as the things he liked to talk about, she had very little understanding of, but she enjoyed listening to him. He would sometimes become so animated when talking about his projects, she thought it was rather cute.

Surprisingly she had begun to grow something like a fondness for the boy the more he came around. The woman was conflicted about this because he was still Il Dottore, but he was...different. Y/N was unsure if it was his age, personality, or just because he was caring for her so thoroughly. ...or all three. He was still arrogant, boastful, and overconfident, sometimes making fun of her when she grew confused over something he had said. ...but she didn't mind. Speaking to him was the most peace she had since coming into this place.

Currently, she lays staring at the ceiling while Néos sits on the bed by her side.

"We believe you are ready to walk. The IV has done wonders with speeding along the healing of your injury. Prime has something planned for you; he should be here soon."

'Great. That sounds like loads of fun.' She turns to look at the boy sitting on the bed. He no longer wore his coat and hat. Instead, he just wore a simple white dress shirt and a pair of dark blue slacks with black dress shoes. His blue hair was untamed sticking out at odd angles.

"What does he have planned this time?"

"I'll let him explain that."

"Do you not know?" She looks perplexed. She thinks they have some kind of hive mind and can share thoughts with each other.

He speaks as he pulls his legs up onto the bed, crossing them. "I know, but it's his project. He will want to explain it."

She snorts. "That's not foreboding at all."

Néos laughs. "Sorry to disappoint you." He lapses into silence momentarily.

After several moments he begins to speak again. He tells her about his current project. The boy is using pieces of Ruin Machines to build an all-new enhanced mechanical life form. It is a hybrid of Khaenri'an technology and their own. It is nearing its completion. Just a few more months.

They speak for an hour more before they are interrupted by the sound of the door opening.

Her head snaps to the door and Néos stands from the bed straightening his clothes as Prime strides into the room.

"Thank you Néos, you are dismissed."

The boy looks at the woman and gives her a small smile before he quickly leaves the room, closing the door behind him.

"He tells me that you are doing well. Let's see just how well shall we?" The Doctor makes his way to her side and begins releasing her restraints. "How do you feel?"

"Fine mostly. It itches."

"That is to be expected. Your flesh will itch as it finishes the healing process."

"Nice of you to finally come see me."

"Did you miss me?" He smirks.

"What? No." She looks away from him embarrassed.