Your morning in the college infirmary began with Geto stumbling into the room, bumping his shoulder a little against the doorway. He had boxes of food in his hands, and a bag dangled from his wrist, in which drinks clattered against each other. He tried to look calm, but his eyes betrayed the concern that Geto felt for you. He put everything on the bedside table and looked at you, biting his lip a little. His voice was a little hoarse, he looked like he hadn't slept all night.

"Yo, how are you? I've just been allowed to visit you. You really scared everyone yesterday, you know?.."