"Hello?"
"Oh, sweet Mary!" Ana exhaled, relaxing slightly.
She closed her eyes. Quickly, the time passed between her hearing the voice far away, and until she realized someone was with her. At first, she made a struggle to stand up. She was startled, scared; she did not know what to expect, but in a blaze of the moment she forget where she was.
"Please, sta-" She broke off, wincing, and collapsed against the ground. Breathe. Breathe. Breathe. Don't stop breathing...
"Hey what happened? Are you okay?"
She reached her hand out. The colors were swimming before her, a myrrh of rhythms and patterns, all of them amazing her to the point where she could no longer focus.
"I.. I think this is beginning to affect me. I fear I no longer may see straight. For the time, would you aid me? I may not be able to stand, due to my fall..." She let the words trail off. Let him do as he pleased. She would accept the help he would give, if any; and leave when she could. If he chose to do anything else, she would let him. What choice did she have? There was none. She was in no position to decide her fate, and would not believe that her father would have any misery if she was to not come home.