Sighing contentedly, Sloane smiled softly at the affection before it was gone all too soon. Though it was often sparse around this section of the library, that didn't mean they were truly alone. They couldn't risk getting caught again and so she had to find solace simply being in his company once again. It really was nice to be back and out of a hospital bed without coughing or a fever to accompany it.

"I was scared too," She admitted, but wouldn't tell him the worst of it.  Her fever had gotten dangerously high upon her admission to the hospital and then again one other night. The healers hadn't expected her to make it through the first fever after it lasted for a couple days. The second time it came down quickly, which had been a relief, but to say everyone hadn't been frightened she would be joining Sawyer would have been a lie. It was why she hadn't been able to write to him before she finally managed to. "I've never been that sick in my entire life." Even the cold she'd caught after the lake hadn't been that bad, but to go from the flu straight to pneumonia was terrifying. Frankly she still felt cold and wasn't sure she'd ever warm up completely again, despite the on and off fevers over the last two weeks. The exhaustion was what she'd been warned about, like it would last a while.

She was alright now though, had proven well enough to come home and go back to school. Whatever final concoction of potion they'd given her had really done the trick. "Must have been bad if you're spending Saturday night in the library." She teased lightly. Sloane could see many nights in the library in her future while she attempted to catch up on everything she had missed.