Evening
Remy knocked on the open door and stuck his head into the recovery room. "What, haven't made a break for freedom yet? I'm shocked," he greeted Sage and the rest of himself came into the room as well. He sat down in the hospital approved, completely uncomfortable chair with the practice of someone who did it often. "Figured you would have gone cabin feverish by now et hijacked something."
He was mostly relieved to see her up and with more color in her face. However she had interacted with the firewalls during the mission took more of a physical toll on her than he realized could happen. Granted, thinking how his own powers worked made his head hurt. "So, what trouble have you been making today? Play odds n evens with the good doctor McCoy? Always a hoot."