A voice called Xiran as he sat outside the med room. He looked up and saw Rivan making his way toward him. He stood up as Rivan drew closer and gave Xiran a tight hug. A hug reflecting that he was here for him now. Xiran hugged him back, revealing his emotional turmoil in a way he was unable to do with others. His greyish orbs were moist today and he tried to hold back tears.
"How is she?" Rivan inquired while patting his back. He could feel the tumultuous emotions Xiran was bearing only for him. He would never open up like this to anyone else.
"Still under surgery and unconscious. Xifin and Sohlia did a number on her and I was unable to protect her." Xiran gritted his teeth in disgust unable to hold back his anger.
