You lie on the hospital bed, thinking about your return to work once you've recovered. Suddenly the door slides open and Denji enters the room shutting the door behind him.

He meets your gaze and settles into the chair beside your bed, placing a gift basket on the table.

He selects an apple from the basket and takes a bite a worried expression on his face like he genuinely was worried about you.

"Are you alright?"

Denji would ask while savoring a mouthful of your apple.