The apparating to the hospital had done her in, consciousness fading entirely as she'd slumped down on the cold marble floor.

Everything else was a bit of a blur, things fading in and out; being put in a hospital bed, Noble's figure in the corner swimming in her periphery behind the healers as they did their job. Things had stilled, not much activity in the room and though she had a vague awareness of where she was, as she slipped into sleep, that's when everything went south. Her subconscious took over and what had kept her up for weeks caught up with her again.

She was back in the shop, everything all closed up and she'd headed upstairs to eat and head to bed, flower show plans in her hand to work on until her eyes were blurry. Then she was crawling into bed, extinguishing the lights with Winston snuggling in.

As soon as she'd closed her eyes a loud crash echoed through her room and Daff woke with a start, sitting straight up in her hospital bed, gasping, hand going to her heart. The disorientation had her turning wide eyes on each person in the room in turn; her mother, Elias, Noble. Her eyes lingered there on him for a fraction of a second too long before she flicked back between Elias and her mother. "What happened?" Her voice was hoarse, hardly more than a whisper as she slid her hand to her pounding head. Maybe she had finally gone crazy.