Re: Visiting the Hospital
Cris didn't wanna leave Sam with Iris. He didn't like Iris. Not only 'causea the stuff with Ian, though that was a parta it, but 'cause he knew she'd gotten over her weird thing 'bout him and had decided he was a bad guy, and he had a feeling she wouldn't hesitate to tell Sam. She'd prolly see his knuckles were bandaged and ask Sam if he was violent with her. Her presence was insidious to the guy, huh? Eking in through cracks, like water into walls, that would freeze and break everything apart. Maybe he needed to change that opinion, since Iris was the only one really being something of a friend to Sam these days, but she'd kinda blown it with him when she mislead Sam, accidental or not, into thinking he and her were talking 'bout stuff private or whatever it was—kinda like Ash did. And Trystan. Add on toppa that the Ian thing, then the thing a couple months ago in the fog, and his gut told him not to like her, so he didn't, and he was loathe to leave Sam alone with her. But, nobody else was gonna take Lou and Daniel up to see Joey, so, with one last look over his shoulder, he led the two other guys to the elevator.
Inside, he pressed the button for the NICU, and he leaned against the wall idle, tired, noting with distracted observation that Daniel looked ready to jump outta his skin, even paler then normal, while Lou joked, stiff, food still hanging in heavy plastic from his thin wrists. Cris smiled at him, appreciating the attempt, huh?
"They ain't bad," he said back, pushing offa the wall as the elevator came to a stop. The hallways were marked with signs pointing this way and that, like an airport, thick white lettering on a pale mauve background and braille beneath that. Cris didn't hafta read them anymore to know which was he was going. He moved down the length corridors thoughtless. "They're gonna make us put on scrubs, 'cause she don't got muchuva immune system and stuff. Only onea you'll be able to come in with me, but we can go in turns, huh?" He was kinda worried 'bout that, 'bout leaving onea them alone in the waiting area, but he couldn't do nothing 'bout that.
At the door to the ward, he used his badge to get in, and they had to go up to the desk, so Daniel and Lou could get temporary ones for visitors, before he took 'em to the glass that looked into the nursery. He pointed her out with a finger to the window, just a couple rows back, a little placard with her name and a baby bound by IVs and tubes. "There she is. Who wantsta go first?"