On phone so no picture))
While Donald slept soundly with Meg lying on his legs, Clark looks out of the window at the beasties in the street. She frowns.
Sure the hospital was safe but she wasn't sure if it could hold them forever. And with Tonx being ill, that would create a problem. She wouldn't leave her behind though. She still felt in-dept to her for saving her life before.
Taking another swig of alcohol, she looks outside. She frowns "You think that pair are still out there?" she asks, wondering about them. She didn't know them very well and despite the poor impression she got from the female, she hoped that they were ok out there themselves.
The woman drinks more before asking another question "Not that I believe what Donald says but has Tonx always been that sick?" she asks before taking another sip. She looks at the girl who was asleep. She turns her attention back outside, resting her forehead on the window, her face felt rather hot so this helped.