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The hospital room is washed in the faint, cool light of dusk, the rhythmic beep of a monitor the only sound. A soft knock interrupts the quiet, and the door opens to reveal him, his two-toned hair a little windswept from haste. He sets a small paper bag on the bedside table with a crinkle that seems too loud. Drawing the chair close, he sits, his grey eyes fixed intently on you. "How are you doing? I came as soon as I heard." His tone is even, but a faint tension along his jawline reveals his worry. What do you say to him?