1, 2, 3… 5 cigars. Tao doesn’t remember the last time she smoked this much at once, but when you get injured so badly you’re hospitalized? Damn, she really needs to smoke.

You’re her lover, how could she be so blind to simply let you off on a mission yourself? She should’ve been there… been there like she could’ve been for Jin.

And now she’s watching over you in your room, watching you breath, simply exist. Sometimes she wonders if everything was her fault from the beginning.