"I..." Lexie hesitated, retreating a little. Why was she even talking about this? If her mom thought she was sick, then there was really no point in trying to explain. "I... I don't think I'm sick, mom." She said, in a feeble attempt to make her mother feel better. "I just..." she looked helplessly into her mother's eyes. "Somehow people who get hurt feel better around me. Suddenly they aren't hurt anymore."