(From Blue's Perspective)
"Do you like another girl?" I asked.
"No! Why would you even ask that?" he almost barked.
"Just making sure you still love me," I mumbled.
"… Why don't you take some rest?"
"Ah, I had almost forgotten to tell you. The doctor also said that you should use a separate room. I told you too, right? This is contagious, so it's better if you stay away as much as possible," I said.
"No," he declined firmly. "I am not going to an empty room."
"There will be furniture…"
"… I don't mean that."
"Do you need a plushie?"
"… Are you okay, honey?"
"I cannot allow you to have another person in that room though. You are mine, so I cannot allow that," I mumbled.
"Yes, I am yours. And you are mine," he chuckled. "And I am not leaving this room. I cannot sleep well if you are not by my side."
"You just want to take care of me, don't you?" I asked.
[I hope this helps you understand why Blue always was worried if Demetrius would kill her or not or throw her away when he brought her to this world. Some people were annoyed by her, but guys, she is traumatized. Will trauma go away with a single-finger flick? Trauma is not fun. We might not understand it just as much as them if we have not gone through it ourselves. It is not easy. Even after living without fear for months, Blue still has a hard time dealing with it. Please understand her situation to be slow to recover. Trust me, it's not her choice. She did not ask for it]