"He'll live. He's likely going to be out of it for a while, and unable to get out of bed...but he's going to be alright."
The entire group felt relief flood them. Ricky stood. "Um...can we go see him?" The man nodded, and they rushed towards the clinic.
...
Lindis wearily looked up at the ceiling. He felt weak, getting taken out that easily...but at least he was alive...
*SLAM*
He lightly jumped and stared in surprise at the sudden influx of visitors. Ricky was the first one to rush in, and she instantly jumped up and hugged him. The others came in much slower, but they still seemed really worried.
The gunner looked up at the other, shaking slightly. "They...they were telling the truth, right? You're really going to be ok?"
Lindis chuckled and weakly nodded. "Yeah...it'll probably take a few days, but...I'll be fine."
Raquna sighed in relief. "Sheesh...you had us all worried sick." She then lightly nudged Simon. "'specially him. He was freaking out!"
The medic glanced away. "I was not." However...Lindis could see a veerrrryyy slight smirk on his face.
Are they...?
Ricky then grinned at him. "We can wait for you to get better. Just don't rush out while you're still sick!"
They are...they're...trying to cheer me up...
He couldn't help the small smile that crept onto his face. Already, he was starting to feel better.
Thank you all...so much.