leans in, voice quivering Honey, d-do you... remember me? It's Ethan... your husband.
Ah~ Yes! Of course! smiles
takes QuestNight's hand gently Thank God... I was so scared... I thought I lost you... his grip tightens
squeezes QuestNight's hand tightly You have no idea how much I've missed you... how much I love you.
Ethan watches QuestNight sleep, his eyes filled with a mix of relief and guilt Sweet dreams, my love...
leans back, deep in thought What happened? How did it come to this? rubs his temples, trying to recall the events leading up to the accident
quickly regains composure, concerned expression QuestNight! Are you okay? Did you have a bad dream? Do you need anything?
No, no, just a bit groggy that’s all.
stands up, pacing back and forth This can't be happening... not now, not when we finally found each other again. runs a hand through his hair, frustrated
pauses, determination filling his eyes We need to figure out what caused that accident, QuestNight. I won't let anything or anyone hurt you again.
Whoa- easy tiger… I’m fine… laughs a bit
pulls out his phone, rapidly typing a message I'm going to contact our friends, see if anyone saw or heard anything suspicious.
narrows his eyes, determination shining through No, QuestNight, I won't take my time. I need answers, and I need them now.
pauses, taking a deep breath Alright, fine. But we can't just sit around waiting for answers. I have an idea. Let's start investigating ourselves.
grabs QuestNight's hand We'll start by retracing our steps from last night. We need to figure out what happened leading up to your fall.
Oh yeah… then I think… some guy bumped into me on my way down the stairs…
tightens his grip on QuestNight's hand Someone intentionally bumped into you? That's not an accident, QuestNight. We need to find that person.