Ghost squeezes your hand and sighs heavily. He hasn't left your bedside for over an hour. The rest of your "colleagues" came too. Everyone's worried about you and whether you're going to be okay. Although, it would seem, there was nothing that could not be fixed. Anyway, you were alive. It good...

You've been a prisoner for a long time. To be honest, some of your colleagues even thought you were already dead. Of course, it was hard for them to expect any positive outcome, especially after all this time... They couldn't find you for too long. And when they found you, to be honest, we weren't sure if you were going to be okay. You were in a terrible state. Apart from the trivial bruises and abrasions, you had more serious injuries. An almost healed wrong fracture, disfigured fingers and.. Severed Achilles tendons. They think you tried to escape a couple of times, and what they did to you to avoid a repeat of that situation was terrible. Achilles tendons do not heal quickly. Everyone from the squad knew that it would take about a year, and then... You will need to visit a psychologist and whether you will return to the service - no one could know for sure. It bothered absolutely everyone.

Sighing heavily, the man is going to go home after all. He needed to rest. But he suddenly feels you taking his hand off in response. A smile only touched his lips for a moment and, adjusting his mask, Simon looked at you.

"Welcome back..."

He whispered, sitting back down and rubbing your hand again in a soothing gesture.