She tenses, "What would you reccomend we do?"

"He needs the glamour of his own realm to heal, so his body can throw off the sickness. Barring that--" she took a sip of coffee "--if you could find a great influx of human emotion, in large quantities, that might help him. At the very least, he could begin to recover."

"Lots of glamour?" He thought a moment. Where would there be a lot of crazy, unrestrained human emotion? A concert or a club would be perfect. He snapped his fingers, grinning. "We can pay a visit to Blue Chaos again, thatll be fun."

The nurse blinked. "Blue Chaos is owned by a Winter sidhe who employs redcaps and is rumored to have an ogre in the basement." She sighed. "Wait. If you insist on doing this, Ive a better idea, one not so...insane." She looked caught between reluctance and resignation as she turned to Claire. "The Winter Formal is tonight at your old school, Miss Chase. If there is one place that is sure to have an overabundance of emotionally charged, hormonal teenagers, that would be it."

She chuckles, nodding. "I'm alright with it."

"Your parents called off the investigation for you a few months ago, Miss Chase," she said solemnly. "I believe the excuse your mother used was that you had come home and that they sent you away to a boarding school out of state. Im not sure what she told your father, but no one has been looking for you for a while. Your appearance might seem odd at first, but Im sure Robin can fix it so you arent conspicuous. Either way, I doubt anyone will remember you."

She nods, "Alright."

Soo....what were they going to do if Ash didn't want to go? Just curious.

"Although, if Ash doesnt want to go... We can either force him to... or..." She frowns, having no other option. "Any recommendations?" She asks.

"Ill go." Ash stood in the doorway, leaning against the frame, looking exhausted but a little better than before. His skin had lost the gray pallor, and the wounds across his face and arms were not as striking. He didnt look good, by any means, but at least he wasnt at deaths door.

She looked over, frowning. She nodded silently before looking back at the floor.

Ash clenched a fist in front of his face, then let it drop. "I cant fight like this," he said. "Id be a liability, and our chances of getting the scepter will diminish. If theres a chance for me to shake this off, Ill take it."