Blarby

But she seems, after a couple of attempts, she's able to swallow it down as she rocks back and forth, holding Hootie to her chest and just muttering to herself over and over again, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I'm sorry.

Eventually, after about five minutes of this,

Her words begin to come out in a bit of a slur as she begins to rock more slowly.

She looks like she is about to sleep.

And I would say with that medicine check, you can tell it's not a, it was too much, she's passing out, but more of a, she's finally calming.

And she is leaning back into the charred bed, holding onto Hootie.

There you go.

And just slowly drifting into a gentle sleep.

Part of the Starlight Lounge is completely destroyed.

There was a cool breeze coming in and you could occasionally hear the chatter of Mila's teeth as she is gently breathing in her sleep.

And you're able to...

If anyone looks up, they're clearly going to be able to see that a huge portion of the Starlight Lounge has been blown out.

For sure.

But regular passerby may not notice anything at first glance, or anyone who's not

intentionally inspecting, and for the sake of those of you in this room, it helps to moderate the temperature.

And it keeps out the elements, and it helps to dampen your voices so they're not spilling out into the alleyway.

We're not taking her to the hospital, are we?

You hear the door open, a soft and you see Blarby look inside for a second.

I'm not going to ask.

Then she closes the door and walks down the hallway back to her room.