I looked up and saw Helen standing by the door, giving me a wave. She was still wearing her tactical gear. A nurse nearby glared at her and started to give her a strict telling off.
I quickly hobbled over. The claws on my feet slipped around on the smoothed-out cave floors but I imagined they'd work pretty well on dirt ground, or at least, that's what I tried to tell myself.
"Do you know where Bran is?" I asked as soon as I was near enough.
The nurse turned to chide me too then saw that I was one of her patients, so she just 'shushed' me instead then went back to her work.
"Out here," said Helen, gesturing to the door. I went out with her.
"Do you-" I began again.
"He's fine," Helen said quickly. "He's in the room beside this one. Still unconscious."
"...Okay" I wanted to ask more, I always wanted to ask more, but I didn't know enough about medicine or anything like that to make it worth Helen's while to tell me more. "Can I see him?"
