Tegan had been curled up in bed, eyes closed and trying her hardest to find the memories that were still hazy in her mind. The doctors had told her that she might never fully remember, but she wasn't quite willing to accept that. They'd also told her a worryingly long list of side effects from her injuries, but she wasn't willing to accept that either.
She opened her eyes and smiled at Nick when he knocked, grinning a little more at the flowers in his hand. Her cheeks went a little pink, and she ducked her head a bit as she sat up more in bed. Her hand felt small in his, as usual, but safe.
She shrugged a little at his question. One of the things that she was still having problems with was speaking. The doctors said they were surprised she could still talk at all, but she wasn't comfortable yet with the way she sounded. She couldn't get much volume yet, and what she could push through sounded rough and just not her. She'd been relying more on hand gestures and writing things down. She ended up simply making a so-so gesture as she gave him an awkward little smile.