Ema woke up the next morning anticipating Klavier's promised visit.

By late afternoon she was starting to feel a little peeved.

Why's he still not here?

He said soon. That doesn't necessarily mean today.

Slightly irritated, Ema decided to go for a walk in the hospital's mini park. She had just thrown off her covers when a voice demanded, "Fraulein! What do you think you're doing?" Klavier strode into the room.

Flushed and pleased at his arrival, she protested, "I just wanted to get some fresh air!"

"Ah…you wanted to go outside? I can take you." Before Ema could respond, Klavier had scooped her up sideways and began walking out of the room.

"Ack! Put me down! There's nothing wrong with my legs!"

"Silly Fraulein! I can't let you walk when you're recovering from a surgery."

Ema had no choice but to cling onto his neck in order not to throw them both off balance.

"I have some good news for you," he began conversationally.

She looked at him quizzically.

"Narcissus Cyndrum is now sitting in jail awaiting trial from a higher court."

Ema had completely forgotten about the trial at Klavier's arrival.

"Really?"

He grinned and nodded.

She hugged him closer. "Thank you so much!"

"It was nothing, Fraulein." His voice hardened. "If I had gotten that guilty verdict earlier, none of this would have happened to you."

Ema pulled away so that she could see his face.

"Klavier…none of this is your fault! I'm fine now, anyways!"

See…didn't I say so? He feels guilty. That's why he's doing all this.

They had finally arrived at the hospital park.

Klavier set her down gently on a bench and sat down beside her, leaving an arm around her shoulders to keep her warm.

"Your sister is a very nice lady," he commented suddenly.

"You met Lana?"

"She was extremely worried, but I promised to take care of you. She apologizes for being unable to take some time off work to visit."

Tell him he doesn't have to do all this because he didn't get that verdict! Otherwise Lana will start asking things, and it'll only be embarrassing for you both in the end.

I know I ought to…but I don't think I could stand hearing him tell me he doesn't like me. That would hurt a lot. It's so much easier to just pretend.

Ema Skye! You are a scientific investigator! You know you can't alter the truth.

They stayed outside until the stars came out. Ema still could not work up the nerve to tell Klavier.

Reluctantly, Ema said, "You should go home now. It's getting late. I'll be fine alone."

Klavier drew her closer to him. "I wouldn't feel safe leaving you here all alone."

"I don't want you to sleep in a chair!"

"Did you want to share the bed?"

"No!" Ema blushed furiously.

"I was only joking, Fraulein," Klavier laughed. "I'll be okay for one more night. The doctor says that you can be discharged tomorrow."

With that, he scooped her up in his arms again.

When they arrived back to her room, Klavier touched Ema's wounded shoulder gently, after he had set her on the bed.

"Does it hurt much? I can call a nurse to get you some painkillers," he offered.

Ema shook her head. "It's not that bad."

Klavier grimaced slightly. "That's what you said last time and you ended up falling unconscious for three days," he said, pulling the covers over her and sitting down on the edge of her bed. Gently stroking her hair, he began to sing her a lullaby, slowly coaxing her to sleep.