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[i_spoiled_it]

Those heading to the Infirmary in search of Steph may be surprised and pleased to find her bed empty.

Of course, if they look around they'll realise she hasn't actually been released; she's just decided her own bed wasn't what she wantedNow she's stretched out atop the covers on the one just to its left, cuddled against a tired and pale fire

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[inquisitivehero]

Hank is quiet. His genes gives him certain strengths and moving quietty is one of them. Thus, there is a Hank nearby, not so suddenly, watching the Monitor on both of their systems and nodding,before glancing at them. A sad smile crosses his lips.

[i_spoiled_it]

She's a little more of the way towards asleep than awake right now; she's warm, and she can feel Zuko's heartbeat, and it's much easier to relax now that she really knows he's going to be okay. There's just something about having him within arm's reach.

Still, she's a Bat; she's good at knowing when someone's approaching. So her eyes are open a wee crack and she's watching Hank, sleepily.

[inquisitivehero]

Hank taps another button, then turns to them again and smiles. He steps closers and looks over them, nodding as he makes sure their lines are okay and the medicine is currnt.

"Slowly, but you'll heal."

His voice is less than a whisper, almost a subvocalization.

[i_spoiled_it]

"Am I nearly better?" she asks, voice almost as low as his. She doesn't want to wake her ninja.

[inquisitivehero]

"Well, not very nearly but you are getting there."

He smiles at her.

"Another three days in here, an a week or so of being careful, and slowly building up your body's tolerance for exercise again. You will need to come in each day for at least a week, so I can look at the burns as they heal and change the bandages."

He nods.

"You will be fine. It will just take time."

[i_spoiled_it]

Steph heaves a sigh. "Okay." But she's pleased.

[inquisitivehero]

He nods.

"I wont ask how you feel in general, but is the pain killer high enough? Any new aches and pains?"

Still a quiet voice and he looks at her kindly.

[i_spoiled_it]

"No, it's okay," she says hastily. Zuko murmurs against her, and she lowers her voice. "I mean, I hurt, but I don't wanna go back to being all woozy and drifty if I don't have to."

[inquisitivehero]

Hank nods, watching her.

"If it gets too bad when you are awake, let me know. There are a few drugs, that, for a short period of time, I could give you. They will not have any side effects in the short run, but you could only take them two or three times total."

He smiles faintly.

"If I had known you would want to be together, I could have moved the beds, you know?"

[i_spoiled_it]

"No more drugs than necessary," Steph insists. "And it's fine. We're little."

Not very little; they're both muscular and strong, and Zuko's shoulders are broad, But the beds are wide, too, and if she didn't want to cuddle she wouldn't have come over here anyway.

Zuko didn't get asked if he wanted it or not. She'll move away if he complains!

[inquisitivehero]

Hank nods.

"Okay. Anything else I can get you tonight?"

[i_spoiled_it]

"Maybe a drink of water?"

[inquisitivehero]

He nods and moves off into the quiet of the Infirmary. A moment later, he is back with a large glass of water and a side table with a pitcher and two extra glasses.

"In case you or he gets thirsty again."

He holds the glass out for her carefully, not sure if she can hold it

[i_spoiled_it]

She'll hold it. "Thanks, Hank." Her grip wobbles, but firms. She really is considerably better. "You're the best."

[inquisitivehero]

He smiles at her.

"Thank you Steph. I'm not, but thank you anyway. Try to get some sleep, if you can, alright?"

[i_spoiled_it]

"Oh, I've been doing nothing but," she assures him, sipping, but she's smiling. "'S okay. I'm sleeping pretty well, actually."