For the first time since opening his eyes, Edward focused his mind on the rest of his body. He realised, of course, that if he had to stop to think about whether or not he was in pain, he probably wasn't. "No," he answered after a moment.
He turned his gaze as someone else entered the room, and he watched her move about in a sort of dumbstruck shock. The vibrancy of her hair seemed to almost startle him, it was such a contrast to the usual dark-and-light shapes. "Mrs Darcy?" he asked of Henry, as she left again. Again, he had not been picturing such a pretty young girl, and his imaginings had never included red hair.