Private to Rogue
I'm sorry I've not checked in on you sooner. Things have been crazy at work, which isn't nearly as good an excuse as it ought to be under the circumstances.
How are you holding up?
My freaky death radar is pinging. Not enough to make me dangerous unless it suddenly gets much much worse, but the last time I felt like this was the sorority fire. There's been nothing in the news so I don't know if I should tell anyone or how I'd even explain it without getting into the whole Hel thing but not knowing what's behind it is wigging me out.
Weird question, neither you nor your fan club happen to be on a killing spree at the moment, right?
Things are pretty hairy around here at the hospital. Multiple cases already of some strange virus that we can't seem to get a handle on yet.
So basically, unless you feel like you're dying, don't even consider coming to the hospital for anything.
Hey. Don't mean to be short, but I'm running around here at the hospital. I'm glad you got your memories back. Talk to you more when I have more time.