Colin had changed into a set of clothes one of the mediwitches had brought him - apparently his old clothes had been too torn up so they'd been disposed of. In any case Colin was dressed in a pair of denims and an oversized shirt, but it was good to be wearing something other than the same sort of clothes he'd been given when he first arrived.
He couldn't help but smile when Chris entered his room - it was good to see a familiar face, apart from the many healers and mediwitches he'd seen over the last two days. And he hugged him again, and just like Thursday it was a welcome act, and Colin felt more reassured when they parted.
"Yeah, I can go." He told him. "They finished up the last of - well whatever it was they were doing earlier this morning." He smiled, glad to finally be getting out of here. "I can't tell you how glad I am to be getting out of here." He lowered his voice. "The food is awful and the mediwitches seem to think they're my mum or something."