Someone was nice enough (or insisted) on bringing him clothes, so he's out of the sleepwear he wore in, and is wearing a pair of jeans and a red T-shirt, slumped in a chair beside her bed.
He's asleep, but only dozing; keeping a vigil over Kate while she recovers.
Her stirring rouses him almost immediately, and he looks over, straightening up in the chair.
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Someone was nice enough (or insisted) on bringing him clothes, so he's out of the sleepwear he wore in, and is wearing a pair of jeans and a red T-shirt, slumped in a chair beside her bed.
He's asleep, but only dozing; keeping a vigil over Kate while she recovers.
Her stirring rouses him almost immediately, and he looks over, straightening up in the chair.
"Kate?"
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"Mmm?"
Blinking, she tries to clear the soupy fog from her eyes and thoughts.
"Hey."
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"Hey, how y'feelin'?"
Reaching out, he gently touches her hand with his fingertips.
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"Fine, I'm -- "
She licks her dry lips; talking is more of an effort than it should be, somehow.
"Did I sleep through the alarm?"
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