It's crowded today. Riddle stepped through the halls of the Queendom of Roses' central hospital, a nurse at his side updating him.

"You've got a patient waiting for you downstairs."

"Thank you," Riddle took the papers. "Make sure the patient in room 202 takes his medication before he leaves. Take his vitals as a precaution." The nurse gave a nod before running off, leaving him to look through the file on his way down in the elevator.

"Let's see..." He'd barely taken two steps into the room before freezing. "Oh," Riddle looked up from his clipboard, closing the door behind him. "It's you." A smile that was once so rare spread across his face naturally.

He'd settled down significantly since his school days, no longer under his mother's thumb. He remained firm as ever but knew when the time was appropriate for such behaviour. Not everyone deserved a lecture. Key words: not everyone. He could still be strict.

"I wish we could've met under better circumstances, but how have you been?" He asked as he prepared the equipment. Riddle hoped they remembered more than the temperamental dictator of Heartslabyul.`