"How's he doing?"
"Better. I think he may wake soon."
"That's good." Brazen still couldn't get over Snake like this. Three days and he'd barely moved. It was so unlike Plissken that she constantly worried now.
"He said your name earlier. I think he was dreaming."
Susan glanced at Marie before sitting down on the furs next to Snake. It was strange how she wished he would shut up for so long but this was worse then all the teasing he'd ever done.
"Did he say anything else?" Susan could hide the worry and anxiety.
"Nothing I could make out." Marie sighed heavily and stood. "You'll watch over him?" It was a rhetorical question as she disappeared behind the flap.
Brazen was alone in silence with Snake. She wanted him to wake up desperately. More so now then ever knowing that he could be bleeding internally. If he was there would only be a few days, a week maybe. Brazen felt tears welling up. All of that fighting and she would still lose him. It was her fault. Her fault he left in the first place and in the end she was to blame for his capture. Susan rarely cried but this time there was no fighting it. What would she do if he was gone?
It took a moment before she felt the weak squeeze on her fingers. His hand was over hers trying to hold hers but too weak to grasp. The action filled her with worry and relief.
"Susan?" The voice was as feeble as the grip on her fingers but it was something.
"Yes." She squeezed his hand watching a faint smile appear.
"Good." He replied with a heavy cough. The worry surged back as she hoped that cough was not more injury they hadn't found when he was examined.
"How are you feeling?" It was a stupid question but it slipped out mindlessly. He tried to laugh choking more and wincing.
"Like shit." He strained to say it. Brazen smiled glad to see he was still his sarcastic self. To her that was a good sign. Slowly his eye opened. She could see him fighting to focus on her.
"Hungry as fuck." He added trying to move but quickly giving up. His behavior was welcome. If he was still fighting Brazen had faith in him. He survived everything else. It had to be old hat by now for him and this time he wasn't alone.
"Do you want me to go make you something?" She had this all consuming need to take care of him after the fear he would never wake up started to dissipate.
"Later." His hand tightened as much as he could manage around her fingers. His eye closed again but the grip remained. Brazen smiled feeling a little more hopeful then she had over the past days. There was hope now that he would make it through one more fight.