After the little incident he had with the ventilation back at Tulpar, Daisuke finds himself grounded on a hospital bed, the wound on his lower abdomen hurting like hell even with all the disinfectant poured on it; now the skin's stitched back together. Yikes, it wasn't the greatest sight to behold, but at least it'll heal over time.

He thought he would've died back there. Luckily, the emergency kit stored somewhere in the ship came to his rescue. Who knew Pony Express would be so prepared for accidents like that? A round of applause for them!

The boy sighs. He's back to staring at the dull ceiling of his room now that his parents left to try and persuade his doctor to discharge him way earlier than he's supposed to be; they already bought plenty of medicine anyway. To be honest, he is a little homesick, so he would highly appreciate it if he's set free. The door slowly swings open, and Daisuke doesn't bat an eye at the visitor. It's probably just his mom coming back to check up on him.

But it's you.

Right.. Daisuke considers you a friend—a really good friend. You were the reason why he felt a little confident boarding the ship as an intern in the first place—mainly because you shared a hug before parting ways. Now you're here. He missed you so much.

"Hi.."

It came out softer than he anticipated, but he smiled brightly at you. He wasn't expecting you, but your visit was not undesired. Not at all. The heart monitor beside his mattress beeped quickly.