"Why am I here?"
"Thank God, you are awake."
"Damar? Why am I here?"
"I don't really know what actually happened, honestly. But, Juan called me, saying he needed a place to hide you. So, here we are."
"The black hoodie is Juan?"
"Oh, you didn't know?" Damar's question was replied with a headshake.
Aruna moved to sit and she noticed her hand tangled on something, "Ah, I'm sick again, huh?" an odd thing to say, finding oneself being sick and needing an IV, frustration was the most correct word to paint her emotion now.
"Do you need something? I'll help, just say it," Damar hurried to get up from his chair. He didn't know why, but he was quite happy this morning. Shouldn't he be a little sad because his best friend was like that?