She'd underestimated the potency of the toxins a poison type could emit. Sitting in the hospital bed with a cast on, the pinkette sighs loudly, remembering the berating she'd gotten from the nurse from her sheer recklessness. People had lost limbs before from the acidic like poisons of some pokemon, especially when they were hyped up on otherworldly toxins.

It'd been several hours since she was first emitted, but finally, she was permitted visitors. They'd given antibiotics in the form of injections for both a quicker result and ensuring that the toxin's were flushed from her bloodstream. Though the woman argued a bit, they'd managed to convince her to stay for another day. Blood draws, more injections, etc etc.

She couldn't blame anyone but herself, but still.

A sigh left her lips once more as she shifts about uncomfortably, perking up only at the sound of the door opening. Eyes widen at the sight of a familiar face, her previously, almost depressed expression changing. "Adam!" There was genuine relief in her voice - she hadn't expected visitors, but his presence was appreciated.

She tried to immediately shift closer to him in a reckless manner, like an overly excited dog - although, a sharp hiss soon came from her lips, "o-ow, ow!"

Adam Shepard