After all that occurred in Shibuya, seeing that Nanami was alive was the best news she could've hoped for. Sure, her left eye was covered by a bandage and her body ached all over, but that didn't matter now. The fact she didn't lose the person who meant the most to her did. The silverette slowly forced herself to sit up, ignoring how her body ached in protest. It was all worth it to weakly wrap her arms around him. "I'm so glad you're okay.."
IT WAS STRANGE AWAKENING in the hospital missing his left eye and various third degree burns covering his body, the stinging being the cause of returning to consciousness. The aftershocks of the Shibuya incident were surely occurring whilst he lay here, yet he lacked the strength to pull himself out of bed and back onto the battlefield; even the nurses at his bedside recommended he stay bedridden until further notice. Thus, the entire day was spent staring at the ceiling and rubbing fingers over the eyepatch covering an eye that no longer existed (Nanami's doubtful he'll be able to get another one), and occasionally falling in and out of consciousness.
A few days later and he managed to climb out of bed (albeit without his nurses around) and clung to the walls to keep his shaking legs from collapsing; breathing is heavy and the necktie around his neck feels considerably more tighter than normal as he fumbled pathetically through the hallway. Nanami couldn't afford to sit around and do nothing, especially when he'd caught wind of the room Nix was staying in. At least she happened to be on the same floor he was on otherwise he wouldn't have gotten out of bed in the first place, shakily reaching for the handle and sliding the door open.
It wasn't long after entering Nix's room that woman in question awoke and their eyes locked and a pair of equally shaky arms wrap around his body as Nanami makes a noise of surprise, unused to this sudden affection.
❝....Nix-san...you're crushing me-❞