As things seem to go down, Velia gets more tired and once again finds herself curled up next to her soul brother, and napping. Dayla smiles lightly in their direction. She then sees Alex. If he were to completely loose his hearing, it would be a disadvantage, the spell yesterday felt so long ago and forgotten. She could repeat it, but that could risk changing the magic content inside him, tire him out and further bad side affects. So she was glad to know she knew bits of ASL, and had been attempting to help Juliet memorize some of her own. In this twisted chaos the future seems just grim enough to cringe, a blackened darkness all around you lit by a single flame that tells you to move forward towards an end you cannot see. This is what this was.