The hospital doesn't seem to be busy when it's close to noon. I enter Zayne's office and see the door open. I give it a gentle push and find Zayne asleep on his desk. I quickly take care to quiet my movements. As I approach, I can see Zayne's brow furrowing as he lies in a state of fitfum sleep. A thin layer of frost spreads from the edge of the window to cover the lower right corner of the glass. He suddenly opens his eyes and grabs hold of my hand and his hands were very cold. I asked him that did he have nightmares while stroking his hand

"I dreamed that you were defeated by monsters and cried nonstop in my office." The corners of his lips curl up slightly. He takes me into his arms, stroking my hair.