Summary:

Shane releases what feels like his first exhale in forever—Ilya Rozanov, taken out by the common flu. Not ignoring him. Not ending anything. Still, the knot in his chest doesn’t ease completely with the vision of Ilya unwell and alone in Shane’s head. JANE Are you at your house? LILY Where else, Jane? JANE Don’t fall asleep. I’ll be there soon. LILY No, am sick. I told you. JANE I heard you. I’ll be there soon. Or, Ilya’s sick and Shane wants, and wants, and wants.