LIVE FOR YOU. HONOR YOU. NEVER LOSE SIGHT OF THAT.

And ignore the burns. Why? Should I not?

Please do, I don’t even know what they look like. 

      ❛ Oh, I can leave. I            have no problem            with that. ❜

❛ Don’t leave. ❜

Well, I just look at her and pretend she’s laying on a regular bed. 

And ignore the burns? 

      ❛ I wasn’t planning to. I            was visiting Leon; you            were on the way. ❜

❛ Usually that would hurt    my heart, but I don’t   really care. No matter the   sass, you’re still here. ❜

     ❛ Yes? ❜

❛ Weirdly, I didn’t think you     were going to come, so     hello? And my mouth is    sealed, I promise. ❜

Maybe.

How are you going to say maybe to a girl in the hospital?! 

      ❛ —I won’t tell if you don’t. ❜

“Henry...”

“Opal! Oh my God, are you okay?!”

I - well, I don’t know? What happened to us? You were there, weren’t you? 

“You’re running a fever, I think. All I know was there was a fire.”

“A fire? Where? I don’t remember a fire?” 

You never know, maybe they’re into that stuff. 

Is this a hospital or a strip club? 

Alright, if you’re hot, then don’t complain about it and just take off your clothes, instead. 

Maybe when I get out of this place, we can arrange that? 

Under different circumstances, I would’ve said something inappropriate but I can’t now, can I? How are you doing?

Say it, it would be way better than the ‘oh how are you’s’ and the “oh my gosh, Opal!’s.”

“Yeah, hey. How’re you holding up?”

“I - well, I’m kind of hot? And it hurts to talk, Sam. What happened to me?”