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Evalin watched Billy as he studied the picture, his expression was confused.
Evalin's smile faded- the only thing she'd ever really been able to excel at was art...but Billy seemed to be staring at the paper like it was a total stranger.
Evalin sighed," I know...it sucks doesn't it?" She murmured, disappointed in herself.

Lee suddenly latched onto Summer's hand and walked down the corridor. He'd stopped counting as he sort of knew what to do, he didn't however know where he was. Everything was blank to him at the moment, looking at Summer he blinked a couple of times. Opening his mouth to say something Lee looked down the T-junction of the corridor, both ways. Glancing at Summer Lee opened his mouth and mumbled " I....don't know....where to go.." Placing his hand on his head Lee slowly rubbed his head trying to scavenge any information from his mind.

Summer was surprised - yet pleased - as Lee grabbed her hand and took off down the corridor without leaving her much choice other than to walk with him. She couldn't tell where he was going, but she followed him without a word, until he stopped in the middle of a T-junction and confessed that he didn't know where he was going either. Summer smiled. "Well.. That way," she pointed to the corridor to the right. "is just storage and stuff, and the other way.. Is the living room, I think?" She was taking a wild guess, but she knew she couldn't go far wrong. "Either that or the cafeteria.. So.. This way." Squeezing Lee's hand slightly, Summer started to navigate their way towards the living room.

Lee smiled slightly as Summer lead him off down the corridor. Holding her hand with a slight grip Lee let himself be pulled along by Summer. It was true he didn't know where he was going and he hope that Summer did. Looking around quickly at the blank corridors Lee was thinking about his time at the asylum, it had only been a year but Lee was now starting to wonder whether he'd ever get out back into society. Right now he was an outcast would he be like this forever?

Summer released Lee's hand as they walked into the living room, and rushed towards the sofa they'd been sitting on earlier to retrieve her book and sketchpad. Clutching them to her chest, she curled herself up on the sofa and resumed her defensive position, taking care to leave space for Lee if he wanted it. She flipped through the pages of both Wyrd Sisters and her sketchbook, trying to work out if anyone had touched them since she'd ran from the room, but couldn't tell. She decided from the lack of shrinks that no one important, at least, had touched her drawings, and this seemed to satisfy her. Pulling a pencil out of her pocket, she flipped her sketchbook open and began to draw.

Evalin watched Billy fold the sketch and put it in his pocket, and for some reason a surge of happiness flooded her.
He liked it.
Evalin grinned at him, and then did something she'd never done before.
She handed him her sketchpad.
"Now you draw." She said, smiling warmly.

Evalin watched Billy with interest as he made a smudge like mark with the pencil on the paper.
And then he began to write.
His handwriting was clumsy, childishly round and innocent in a way, but still Evalin held her breath with anticipation.
This was the first time Billy had communicated with her.
Well, other than a nod or a shake of his head.
Evalin looked up at Billy's face, took the paper from him gently and began to write back,
Why not? She scrawled in her elegant script.

Evalin read the mis-spelt, unruly childish handwriting of Billy's and lifted her head to look at him," Why...?" She whispered.

Evalin watched Billy begin to write again, reading over his shoulder.
"You don't have to tell me...you could write it..." She suggested quietly.

Evalin was confused.
A rare emotion for someone like Evalin.
Evalin was never confused.
"What happened...?" She asked, studying Billy.

Evalin read it and looked at Billy carefully, "You don;t have to tell me Billy...I understand..." Evalin paused and smiled, although somehow she seemed unfocused, as though her eyes had glazed over, watching a far off memory in her own little world.
"The past can be a painful place to dwell in, sometimes we son't wish to share our stories with others..." She murmured, not sure whether it was to herself or Billy.

(sorry I didn't reply sooner )

Kyo didn't care for Ruby's quick reaction and didn't reply to her question. He put his hand in his pocket, still hoping to find something and then wondered whether he should speak or not or whether to just leave. He looked back and forth at both of them and waited, quietly, not taking his eye off them and the door, just in case.