Re: Vistors - Late - Jason
He waited until the door had closed and Jason's footsteps faded down the hall. His lips moved in a silent, 'Thank you, son,' the sound lodged somewhere in his chest. From the bed the nurses had brought in for him, he turned his head to look at Dinah, knowing she'd be awake. He might be too attuned to the sounds of another being's breath and movements in the darkness as a matter of course, but she was a new mother, and super vigilant.