It wasn't that she didn't know Achilles was in the hospital, she was just wounded he hadn't called her. So in her typical fashion she'd let him stew. That and her darling Opium had dropped by and she'd spend most of her weekend in a comfortable haze of remembering.
She'd had Alicia drop her off, directing her to wait before she'd made the trip to Achilles' room. Few could stop her when she was determined, and visiting hours were still open. She glanced to the nurse with a smirk as she stepped into the room. "My poor warrior."
She crossed the distance, and leaned over to set a kiss on Achilles lips. "Look at you. Poor thing. But I'm here now, to make you all better." With a grin she settled onto the side of the bed and ran her fingers through his hair. "Feeling alright pet?"