Sarah glanced back at the doorway.
Ambrose was still over there talking to Barbara.
She frowned and shook her head. She air-drew a big X on them.
“Missy. I am here.” Raven exhaled an uneven breath. “I am here.”
The sound of his voice caught her attention. She looked up at him as he spoke to Missy’s unconscious body.
Mouth opening and closing.
Lips forming words.
She tried to imitate him, but no sound escaped her.
She touched her throat and tried again.
I am here.
I am here.
I am here.
There was no movement under her fingers.
There was no sound.
Her frown deepened.
She put her fists together in a straight line as if she were holding a bar. Then, she separated her fists in a sharp gesture, like she was breaking the bar in half. She repeated the gesture again and again. She stomped her foot and repeated it one more time.
Raven gave her a puzzled look. “What is the matter?”
Sarah pointed fiercely at him, tapped her throat, opened her mouth, touched her lips with her finger tips, and then swung her fingers away from her mouth.
She pointed at herself, tapped her throat, and covered her mouth with her hands. She stomped her foot and repeated her broken bar hand gesture.
It took Raven’s brain a few minutes to process all of the gestures and make sense of them. “You are right. It is unfair that I can talk and you cannot. If there were a way I could make it right, I would. Believe me, I would.”
Her frown lifted.
“Maybe I will find a way. Not now. But someday when…” His voice trailed off as he looked down at Missy.
Sarah exhaled a soundless sigh. She moved closer to the bedrail and got her first good look at the patient.
So many wires.
A needle in her arm.
Sarah stumbled backwards. She pointed at the bed with trembling fingers.
Raven turned. “What? What is it?”
She gave him a stricken look. She pointed at the bed and staked her arm several times. She tapped her throat, knotted her hand into a fist again, and pulled her hand away from her throat in a sharp gesture.
She did a sweeping point around the room, pointed at herself, and staked her arm again and again.
“No.” He walked over to her and knelt. He gently laid his hands on her skinny arms. “No. They are good people here.”
She shook her head and turned into XQ.
“Listen to me. They are not going to harm you. I will not permit it.”
She glanced at the bed. Sparks shot out of her back.
“They are not hurting her. It may seem like it, but they are not. They are helping her. They want to make her well. They want to wake her up. They want her to go home. They will not do anything to her that I or her father will not allow. She is safe here. You are safe.”
She changed back into her human form and hugged him.
“I will keep you safe from harm.”