"Emma. You've finally woken up?" Seb smiled as he stepped into the hospital room.
With a quick smile, he scanned her pale face, her head wrapped in thick bandages. At least the swelling had gone down considerably.
Emma looked at the man and the flowers in his hand. Even with the pain and fatigue that seemed to be hitting her, she managed a small smile for him. "Hey, how are you?"
Seb chuckled as he placed the small bouquet of flowers on the table and answered," i'd say I should be asking that question. How are you feeling?"
"Honestly? like I've been hit by a truck," Emma answered wryly.
Seb laughed at that. It was good to have humor in situations like this. Still grinning, he quipped," Miss Emma! You're not far off in your feeling."
