As she entered the hospital again, Pansy wasn't sure if this visit to Theo would be worse than the first one or not. Last night had been such a mess, such a blur of confusion and fear. She hadn't known if he was okay, what had happened, if he was going to make it. This time around, she was confident he was going to recover from his physical wounds, but she wasn't so sure about his mental ones. It was so painful to see someone she cared about in such a state. Not remembering anything or anyone. Not remembering her.
Pausing just in front of his room, Pansy willed herself to keep it together. She wasn't going to do either of them any good if she was a teary mess. She was determined to do her best to help Theo through — whatever it was that was causing his mental block. Though how, she didn't know. Hopefully one of the Healers would have some new information on his condition soon.
She inhaled and slowly exhaled, in an attempt to calm herself down, before reaching for the doorknob and opening the door. Not sure if he was sleeping or not, she hesitantly poked her head inside and saw that he was awake. Making sure not to startle him with sudden movements, she carefully eased herself into the room. "Hello, Theo," she said softly, giving him a shaky smile. Pressing her lips together to stop them from quivering, she nodded at the chair that was next to his bed. "My name is Pansy." He'd been in such a state last night that she wasn't sure he even remembered her being there. "May I sit down?"