Hikari had been on her once-daily excursion to the first floor of the hospital to take a stroll in the gardens. It was with a disturbed, perplexed expression that she stopped, staring at the tall figure milling in the lobby. She frowned. He was right in her path - there was literally no way to go around without being noticed. While their last interaction had been at least somewhat amicable, she was not sure that she was in the right state to have another conversation with the man whose fault it was she was here. She remained half-frozen in the lobby, halfway between the elevator and Cyrus. What to do?