Alessa, looked at Blythe. "Ever since arriving here; I can't sit still, because of what happened when I was young; being in a coma, and confined to a bed." She shook her head. "I do not believe that there is anything else. So I think I'll be taking my leave." She stood up, and prepared to leave.
"And you look tired. I think some sleep would do you some good." Alessa said this, because Blythe really did look exhausted. "And, once again, I thank you for doing this for me." She smiled as she backed up to the door, and then she opened it, and left.