Utau's eyes stay closed. Il frowns with concern. "Once she takes the potion, Utau should get somewhere safer than here. That idiot who made her like this might come back for more 'amusement'."
Utau's temperature went down once she drank the potion (rather, when Il made her by opening Utau's mouth for the singer), but she didn't wake up. Il frowned. "See what I mean, Maka?"