was I really seeking good or just seeking attention

"Maybe," Cassie said with a frown. "Put the nail somewhere so we can use it again, if they do."

"Yeah, good idea." Lyssa nodded, moving to do so.

She hoped that the Death Eaters didn't rebind their arms, it was a lot more comfortable with full control over her arms.

The next day the two Death Eaters came back.

Cassie opened her eyes droswily when the Death Eaters walked in. She looked at them, blinking a few times to try and wake herself up.

Lyssa was already quite awake, having not slept any.

"And how are you today?" Regan asked merrily as she walked in flicking the door shut behind her.

Lyssa didn't make a sound, instead just looking at the two from where she was in a corner, arms crossed.

Regan's eyes flittered to the arms, which were no longer tied together. "Clever," She said. "Hungry yet?" She asked with a raised eyebrow.

Lyssa was still quiet.

"Lyss," Cassie said. "Eat." She gave a pointed look to the girl's hands. Implying that she could pick up the bowl now.

Lyssa shrugged at her in response.

"Lyss," Cassie said with a slight sigh.

"Cass," Lyssa echoed, sounding apathetic.

Cassie sighed, and scowled somewhat. "Just eat the damn food," She said her tone nearly snappish. "Cause I'd rather you didn't die from starvation, and dehydration."

"'m not hungry, Cassie."

"THat's cause you haven't eaten in ages. You get used to it for a little while. Lyss. It's been over at least a day."

Lyssa just shrugged, looking from Cassie to the two Death Eaters who were just standing there.

"Lyssa." Cassie said. "Please."

Regan was amused.

"I'm fine, Cassie..."

"Lyssa," Cassie snapped. "I don't care whether you say you are or not." "I could always just magicaly pour it down her throat if she doesn't want to?" Regan suggested. "I don't think it would be very pleasant, but." She shrugged. Grinning.

Lyssa gave Regan a look that promised pain if she tried to.

Regan smirked at her. "Eat willingly than." She said with a careless shrug, eyes glinting.

Lyssa didn't reply.

Regan flicked her wand and bowls soared back into the room dropping on the ground in front of them. "You have half a minute before it gets forced down your throat."