Mark was standing staring into the middle of the night as he looked thoughtful and sad, he was thinking about how difficult it was going to be to ever lose a fellow hero, and in this case, it was you, it was a sharp and strong blow, you almost got away with it. broken rib, he went to the infirmary and looked at you bleeding from the nose and sitting on the bed, he came in and spoke.

"Hey.... How are you?"