Sirius awoke to the sight of a middle-aged woman in a doctor's uniform, checking his vitals. She soon noticed his wide-open eyes, realizing he had woken up.
His expression was confused and a bit lost, and combined with his feminine features, this gave him a look that was more beautiful than handsome—an expression that was almost irresistibly cute. Even the seasoned doctor, who had seen it all, was momentarily mesmerized.
"Umm..." Sirius's soft voice cut into the air, snapping her out of her trance. His voice was gentle, tender to the ear.
She quickly shook off her wandering thoughts, smiling kindly at him. "Ah, you're awake. Thank goodness! Everyone was so worried about your condition. But it seems like recovery is nothing unusual for gifted Soul Weavers like you."
Sirius laughed softly, scratching the back of his head, though still a bit dazed. "Ma'am, I'm sorry for the trouble I caused, but thank you."
