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Elias thanked the nurse, turning to give Emma a hug goodbye for the afternoon. “Take care of yourself,” he smiled, making his way to the door of her room. “I’ll be by again tomorrow morning and bring you those Razzles you like.” “Oh my god, you were able to find them?” “Oh definitely, Starlight has all those ancient candy brands.” “Retro,” Emma grinned, “I’ll see you tomorrow.” “Retro, right. Yeah, see you tomorrow, kid.” With a grin, he waved a hand and made his way out into the desolate hall of the hospital, heading right and turning a corner before finding himself facing a sign against the stairwell doors: Stairs Closed, Please Use Elevator. And just like that, his heart began to race. It’d been, what? Seven? Eight years, since he last took an elevator? Typically, he avoided anything less than two metres in width but how the hell else would he get down now?
“Okay,” he breathed, his voice quiet as the doors opened with a ding. It’s just a ten-second trip. One floor. Not a big deal. It’ll go by in a flash. He stepped inside, not noticing the other person in the elevator in the slightest, his mind only going into a minor panic as the doors slid shut in front of him. It wasn’t until he heard soft shuffling that he spoke, “um, ground level, please.”
