[Ion had just been sitting on a chair beside the bed, quietly trying to read while Kohan slept. There were some first aid things laid on his desk, but he figured it would have only been counterproductive to wake Kohan up sooner than his body let him.]
[When he stirs, Ion looks up and sets the book aside.] Kohan? How are you feeling?
[Late morning, September 20th]
[When he stirs, Ion looks up and sets the book aside.] Kohan? How are you feeling?