Laura's apartment was starting to look like a hospital. Or maybe a daycare.

Abby was lying in Laura's bed and fussing because she didn't want to sit still.

Ku'uaki was sitting and meditating in the middle of the floor. He was still covered in miles of gauze holding on his various bandages.

Demitri and the three cats were playing at the end of the bed. Demitri had a feather attached to a string and was bouncing it around in front of the cats.  Tomo and Liz were participating fully.  Cee sat and tried to ignore the goings on, but every once in awhile when the feather came into range, he lashed out with lightening speed and snagged the feather. The sat and looked bored again.

Katrina was over in her apartment cooking up batch after batch of soup to bolster Abby's and Ku'uaki's strength.

It was all strangely domestic. But also enjoyable.