Khaat woke in the morning finding her parents had gone. Brian was up and had worked out already. She was missing working out. She got up, wrapped in her robe, and found her potions bottle and downed a large gulp of it. She knew what Rob had told her was right. She truly just wasn't able to go down and work out anymore. She wasn't strong enough anymore. The potions were leeching the strength right out of her system. She knew it. BUt she didn't know how to cope with what was in front of her.
Today, she didn't even feel like dressing. She accio'd a cup of coffee from the kitchen. Brian, who had been in the kitchen talking with Angus about a horse, saw the cup come out of the cabinet, fill itself and float off towards the upstairs.
"Excuse me," he frowned. He followed the floating cup up to the bedroom.
"Oh, so you're awake, huh?" he asked. She took the cup out of the air, and he went over and kissed her. "Do you want me to go work out with you today?"
"No, I don't think I'm up to it," she told him honestly. And then the lie quickly followed. "My ankles really hurt."
"Let me see." He examined her ankles and didn't find anything obvious other than they were just not healing like they were supposed to.. Not at all like they needed to. "Alright. You can skip today," he said. He drew off the pain from her ankles for her. "How about breakfast in about 20 minutes?" he asked.
"Just a scone for me, please," she said.
"No. You need balanced food or you won't heal. Breakfast. 20 minutes. Show up,"he told her, leaving.