Cyan woke up, groaning in pain. His clothes felt like they were recently washed.
He saw Cube, watching over him again.
"Cube? What... What happened? Ugh, my head feels like it's about to explode..."
"It's a long story... Anyways, um... do you want anything to eat? Drink?"
"Uh... no. I want to know what happened."
Cube began to breathe a bit faster. "You... you were sick! Yeah... you were sick, and me and the others took care of you..." She nervously chuckled.
Cyan stared at her for a moment, then hesitantly nodded. "Alright then..." He knew she was lying, but didn't want to force her to tell the truth.
"Thankfully, there's enough things in the house to make some dinner... Would you like some?"
"Yeah, sure, I guess..."
Cube nodded. "Great!" She left the room, leaving Cyan alone with his thoughts.
He kept thinking about the other heroes, especially Trian...
He just missed them so much. He didn't feel complete without them.
He sighed, waiting for dinner.