Entering the room, Callen looked around for a moment till he found a chair that he could drag over to directly beside her bed. Falling into it, he propped his feet up on her bed and grinned up at her.
"So, Davis, what exactly have you gotten yourself into this time?" he asked curiously, trying to keep the concern from his voice. Because he shouldn't be as concerned as he was, given the recent nature of their...whatever this was. Friendship. Something.
"Let me guess. Tragic beauty potions accident," he said flippantly, hoping that it did come through in his tone that he was kidding.