week 8 | after execution

[ Elizabeth's been sleeping really good lately. Maybe when an alien isn't using her as a host, her sleep patterns would get well. It was the first night she couldn't fall asleep. She snapped awake, spooked by a nightmare and ugh... like a child, she couldn't be alone. Adelina's allowed her to stay with her, but most nights, Elizabeth leaves to the holding cells. It's still a concern, everything was. But. This...didn't stop anything from spinning. No, the murders kept happening - with or without the aliens.

She had slipped on a pair of socks, clad in only a night gown and her hair short against her neckline. Seeking out something, she requested a pizza and did something incredibly bold: knock at Jason Todd's door.

He'd been on her mind a lot. Ever since his encounter with the abomination that claimed Rhys once and for all... she watched after him. She cared, very much about his involvement in all of this. So she stayed with him until he could get out of bed (which honestly, wasn't very long because he's so damn stubborn).

She could go to the few people who look at her normally - Adelina, Fiona, Dorian, even - but no. She's at Jason's door less prim than she ever looked.

She looked normal, for once. ]

Are you awake? I know you are. It's - ... er, it's Elizabeth.