"Patrick!" It had been an age since Thalia had seen him – not since well before the breakup, she thought – but it didn't surprise her to see him here now. He'd been at the hospital as well, he and Will together, when she'd arrived, the two of them looking so haggard and yet so frantic, like they hadn't slept in a week. She got the feeling that wasn't so far from the truth.
She smiled at him now as she stepped inside. "I'd give you a hug, but my hands are full of cake. How is she?"