Thomas gave Jamie a fond look and he reached out to rub Jamie's arm. "That's my boy," he said gently. "I don't remember...any of it. Not really looking forward to brain surgery, I have to say." That was a hell of a thing to wake up to. "What day is it?"
"Thursday," Lena said, poking her head into the room. "Can I come in?"
"Lena!" Thomas lit up and smiled widely at his girlfriend. "There's a hole in my skull!"
"Gross!" she said cheerfully, going to stand near Emma near his bedside.