"Freaking ambulance. Took you long enough." I narrow my eyes at the person. "Be careful. You should definitely be gentler, and that's my unbiased opinion."
"Joke's on you. I have a therapist. Iris Winters on @Just-A-Stick 's therapy rp." I roll my eyes at him. "Have you considered joining? She could.." I look him up and down disdainfully. "Help you."
"Can I?" Isa's face lit up. That meant leaving Jared and the empty house and all the glass stitched into the rugs. But...it meant she would have to...leave him. But no. Jared would have to drive her. She glanced at him. He was sitting on the floor, whispering. There was no one he could be talking to though.
"Can I...bring my brother?" she asked hopefully.