Ava is unobtrusive about it, but Brix does notice that she already has tea and a chair waiting when Brix leaves Andrew's cell. She's good at giving Brix a little space to recover, too.

(If Ava is some reflection of Iva, Brix thinks, that makes a certain sense. That incisive understanding of people that Iva and Henri possess can be used for good or ill. Isn't that why Brix herself is here, after all?)

What she tells Ava, after a few minutes of quiet, is that this feels like progress -- both Andrew's willingness to talk and think about something other than Lucifer, and his tacit admissions that he was mistreated and forced into his loyalty. If she's honest, she can't say she's optimistic, precisely. Andrew seems balanced on a knife's edge, to her, and could as easily tip back into denial as he could move forward into acceptance and growth. But is there progress? Yes.

Which brings her to her suggestion: that as long as he's improving, Andrew should be given time in the bar proper. Awake, not asleep, and under the watch of Security -- but time that can make him feel less like a prisoner waiting for rescue and more like the man he was four years ago.

When the fever starts to break, after all, the sickroom can start to prolong the illness.