"Uhm, excuse me, are you sanctioned to do that?" a nurse with a clipboard got in between Hotaru and Peter Werner who was laying in a hospital bed. His lower legs were in casts, being suspended by cables while he remained awake and aware.
Hotaru's brilliant blue eyes were duller; slight bags had formed under her eyes and her shoulders were only up because her hands were in the process of forming droplets of blue rainwater. "I have a healing affinity…"
"Doesn't matter, he is currently our care," the nurse continued to defend.
"It's okay Ms Kinoshita. I don't feel like walkin' anyway," Peter smiled.
"It ain't about walking, it's about going to work. Cult's putting in work, we got no time to slack," Morgana told. Her injuries were covered up by a few patches of cotton and she stood by the bed.
