[ArwenBaggins]

"Nayru, Nayru, Are you awake?" She heard Sorell wisper in her ear. Her lag ached in pain.

"Sorell? Is that you? She opened her bright green eyes and Sorell came into focus.

She slowly sat up and hugged Sorell. "Ya know, you didn't have to save me. I could have helped my self. I'm not that little girl you used to hang out with. I've grown up." She strangly looked at him.

"You're right Nayru. You're not little anymore. Your better now. And, thanks for saving me."

Nayru chuckled a bit and pulled the blankets off of her legs. "It's probably broken, isn't it Sorell?" He nodded his head. "And what did you mean, 'I've gotten better'?" She asked.

"You've matured. You're still funny, but calmer, and not so childlike. More of an adult."

Nayru stood up, and sat next to Sorell. She kissed his cheek and then quickly, and painfully went to her bed and pulled the blankets over her head.