Long's depression just seemed to be getting worse.

The doctor cleaned up Long's nose a bit before looking straight at him, "What you need is some fresh air," he stated, "I'm sure Zala meant no harm when she locked you in here but..." he glanced at Rosen who was still sniveling, "You both need some sun."

Long didn't meet the doctor's eyes like usual. And he didn't comment.

"Just when you go outside," the doctor stated, "take Rosen with you." With that he started to leave.

Long stayed where he was; it didn't look like he planned on going outside anytime soon.

The doctor left, leaving the door opened on his way out.

Long continued to stare at the ceiling.

The doctor didn't let Long rest for long, soon one of the girls came in and stood by Long. She seemed a little scared of him, "Um... I need t... to clean up in here," she stated faltering a little.

Long didn't move.

The girl took in a deep breath and then poked Long's cheek.

Long raised an eyebrow.

The girl squeaked and almost bolted but she took in another breath, "I-I need to... clean up in here," she repeated.

Long still didn't move. Perhaps he wasn't connecting the dots.

The girl stared at Long, "... Like the b-bed..." she stated quietly.

After another moment Long slowly got up so he wouldn't startle the girl again.

The girl startled anyway, backing away quickly.