Walking down the hallway Robert stumbles across a few patients who give him weird look making him frown now concerned for his dressing or he himself. He caresses his face, facepalming himself hoping to dust off anything that made the people give him looks he keeps walking down the hallway.
A few nurses bowed their heads politely before he stands in front of the door his so-called wife stayed in.
He clears his throat awkwardly rubbing his nape while another freehand raises up grabbing the knob pushing the door open. He walks in closing the door shut, he makes his way towards the bedside. He grabs a stool from under the bed and pulls it out and sitting on it comfortably. His eyes found themselves wandering around the women's figure who had been lying unconsciously on the bed.
