Hospital noises made her feel on edge. The Warrior would gladly leave this place immediately, as she felt she's taking the place of someone who really needs it. She couldn't, because she had no strength to argue with the nurses, who clearly knew better. In fact, she knew they obviously knew better, because that was their job.

The only thing she managed to achieve was finding the most quiet place in the hall. The ward nurse was observing her roaming suspiciously, but she was too busy to stop her and Morgana has promised that she'll come back. There was another nurse that was peering from around the corner from time to time, clearly with a mission to keep an eye on her, but Morgana managed to convince her that she felt better and she's not going anywhere.

Eventually, she finally got some silence and privacy.

For a moment.

She didn't raise her head when she heard someone coming, as she was convinced it was her nurse. However when she realised the footsteps were more pounding, a shiver of reluctance ran onto her shoulders. She knew it was probably someone who was just passing by, so she didn't have to interact with them, but their mere presence was enough to ruin her peace.

Because she had no strength to be near any human being.

She decided to not look at the stranger, hoping they'd just got lost. And they will walk away.

"Hey..."

Morgana froze.

She recognised that voice. And she realised she was even less ready for that conversation.

"You are... Morgana, right?"

She raised her head to look at him. Despite the fact that his wounds were treated and covered in bandages he still looked miserable. Most of his injuries were hidden under the hospital gown but it wasn't possible to hide a casted arm, bandaged head and tired face.

The woman nodded.

"I'm Constant." Said the man hurriedly and reached out his hand towards her but he hid it instantly, clearly abashed. "As... you probably know. Because you know me."

"I do," Morgana admitted.

Constant laughed sheepishly, the way she's never seen him laugh. Usually he was too confident to notice whether something was embarrassing or not.

"Sorry, it's... all of this is so... weird for me. And I know it must be weird for you, too, so... If I made you sad, then I'm really, really sorry."

Morgana didn't know whether she was sad or not. She didn't know how to feel. The situation was so bizarre she couldn't believe it was really happening. Despite all of that she nodded lightly, expecting the man would want her reaction. She didn't know if it was a fitting one.

Probably not, because Constant looked even more lost.

"And uh... I'm sorry for..." He was clearly searching for good words for a while, but eventually he just pointed at her. "...For that."

Morgana looked at "that". At the bandaged stump of her right arm, reaching to her elbow. She tried to think about it as little as possible. About how her life will dramatically change. About how terrifying those changes will be.

Meanwhile Constant was bringing her hardships out like he's having a checklist with all of them.

He himself was one of them.

"Me too." She said, not finding anything better to say. She was hoping for him to leave despite how much pain this thought made her feel. Even more than this tension that was clenching around them, taking their breath away.

The man visibly hesitated, but he did the last thing he should. He sat by her side.

And even though she didn't want that, she just couldn't chase him away.

"The doctors told me you're here, and I just... I heard that... you saved my life." Constant smiled sheepishly. "I wanted to thank you."

A daze caused by this situation began to fade away. Morgana started to feel something again. Unfortunately it was her throat painfully clenching.

"You were first," She said uneasily.

The man frowned.

"Sorry?..."

"If it wasn't for you... we wouldn't be here. Both of us." She lowered her head to look at her knees. She instantly felt bitterness that made her say something she promised herself to never say to him. "Do you really not remember anything?"

Constant hesitated and she realised how right she was when she had decided to never ask him about it. Those words were so silly, so childish. Resentful even, despite her not having a good reason to feel this way. She knew it wasn't his fault. It was hers.

"Yeah, I'm blank-minded now. Completely." He shrugged with his good arm, clearly trying to sound jokingly. Even he wasn't able to do that. "We're on the same team, right?"

"We have been. For eight years."

Constant looked at her.

"You're joking."

Morgana shook her head. The man looked away, clearly contemplating this information.

"That's a lot of time," he pointed out. "We must know each other very well."

Those words awakened a picture in her head that she tried for so long to not see. Explosions. Lots of dust. Death and devastation all around her.

And there's Constant. He's kneeling in front of her, squeezing her hands. His eyes are blazing with power from the words he's saying.

"No," she whispered. "I didn't know you at all."

The man sighed, disappointed.

"Damn, I should have been less mysterious back then... nobody knows a thing about me." He glanced at her, his head slightly tilted. "But I couldn't be that bad, right? You saved me."

"A favour for a favour. You saved me first."

"Oh... yes." The man's face clouded over immediately. "Tell me, did I know that I would end up like this? I mean, that when I touch this... artefact, or whatever that is... that I'll get a hard reset of my mind?"

"No." She shook her head. "We were sure you'll die."

"Ooh." Constant frowned. "Ouch. So why did I do it? Was I suicidal or something?"

Playful tone made Morgana smile. For a moment. There was nothing to laugh about in this conversation.

"It was the only way. That damn thing went crazy and your powers could stabilise it... so you risked it all. As you always do."

"So... why am I still here?"

"I tore you off of it."

The man was thinking about those words, but also seemed waiting for Morgana to add something more. When it didn't happen, he cleared his throat and adjusted his position on the bench.

"Well... I heard that... there's some problems with this artefact. That it's still very unstable."

And now she couldn't look at him. She dodged his gaze and stared at the space of the hall.

"Is it because I'm alive, isn't it? Because I haven't finished... Did you know it was gonna happen?"

"I did. Have you come here to scold me for not letting you fry to dust?" she asked sarky.

"No!" Constant protested hurriedly, visibly troubled because of her tone. She regretted those words, but she wasn't expecting his reaction to be like that. The old Constant would not react this way. "That's not what I wanted to say... I just think about what you did for me... It was huge, Morgana. And I'm having a very hard time believing a person can do something like that for somebody they barely know."

The blood in her veins rushed its flow. Even worse, she felt that painkillers she took started to wear off.

"I don't want to talk about it."

The man's face clouded over again and he became silent. He didn't go away though, and it made Morgana even more nervous.

She needed peace. Silence. As far away from here as possible.

She rose from the bench, but Constant stood up immediately at the same time.

"Wait. Please." She felt his rough palm squeezing her hand. When she raised her eyes and looked at him she felt trapped by his fiery, determined stare. Fiery, even though his irises were ice-cold blue. "I really need help. I am all alone, I don't know where my family is... Nobody knows me. Except you."

She froze. A memory from before had come back to her with all the force it had. Dust and devastation. Constant kneeling, holding her as strong as he did right then. She felt warm coming from his fingers, a warm so fierce it almost burned.

And then she felt this alien feeling.

This unbearable, rising fear.

She took her hand from the man's grip and hurriedly got away. She ignored him calling her.

She felt safe again when she locked herself up in the nearest toilet. And then, without even trying to control herself, she bursted into tears.