Yumi's p.o.v.
I woke up early the next morning so I could stop by the infirmary before class to see how Odd was doing. He had finally woken up, and, although sort of pale, he seemed to be in satisfactory health. But he looked so pitiful lying there on the bed, that I held his hand and talked to him for a bit. I told him about how Jeremie had called me last night and told me that the scanner that was causing problems just had a piece knocked out of place inside of it, and it was all fixed now. During our phone conversation he had also told me that everything was fine in Lyoko, and the pulsations had turned out to be a false alarm.
"That's good to hear," Odd said.
We talked a bit more, but then I had to leave.
Before I left for class, Odd called me back for a second. "Yumi?"
"Yes?"
"Thanks for coming by to see me," his face was turning as purple as the streak in his hair. "I really enjoyed talking to you."
I smiled. "Of course, anything for a friend. Well, see you 'round, Odd. Get better soon, ok?"
He flashed me a grin. "Will-do. Later, Yumi."
I left, but decided to see him again after school.
