'Lucky' Stars

Back at the Riverdale Mansion, Christen still laid in bed, unwilling to move. In the room with her, sitting by her bedside was Tiffa, holding a tray with a bowl of hot soup set on it, as she looked at the human with a saddened expression.

“Miss Christen, you really must eat,” Tiffa told her, though received nothing but silence from the human in return. She set the tray on the nightstand next to her and took a small spoonful of the soup. "Please, Miss Christen. Your son, the Alp- uh, Master and Mistress, and all of us here are worried about you. Can't you take even one sip?” Again, not a single response was given, as she held the spoonful of soup out to Christen, being careful not to spill a drop. The lack of response only served to worry Tiffa even more, as she put the spoon back in the bowl.

She then looked around, wondering if there was anything else in the room she can use as a subject to get the human to speak to her. She would use the weather, but considering how Christen had be