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[result_of_war]

Who: Heero and Olive
What: Heero has been in a coma. Time to wake up and get back to work.
Where: The infirmary!
When: At some point this evening.
Warnings: Nope!

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[worstsongever]

Fortunately, there were no calls to go away and come back later, no do not disturb sign on her door knob, no sign at all that she was still in her text world of hiding. The door opened, and there was about three seconds before Olive's eyes nearly popped out, and she wrapped both arms around him.

"Heero, you're awake!" And just as abruptly, she pulled back, hands on his shoulders. "You could have at least let me come get you out of the infirmary. Do the doctors even know you're gone?"

[result_of_war]

He would never really know how to respond to hugs. Or more like, he knew in theory what he was supposed to do, but didn't quite react in time and even if he did? He wasn't exactly into it.

"They might by now," he said dryly. He'd talked to Martha after his first coma, and heavily implied he wanted to spend as little time in the infirmary as possible. Him escaping should surprise no one there.

[worstsongever]

Olive sighed and dropped her head, before straightening and letting go of his shoulders. "Probably. So how are you feeling?"

[result_of_war]

He considered for a moment. "Tired." Being honest about that sort of thing was kind of a big deal. Otherwise, he was fine. It was just definitely disorienting to find out you'd been asleep for two weeks and trying to get your body to work with you was a pain. "You?"