Something about that struck her as strange, and Flora tapped her fork against her lips in thought. "If this place is a prison only masquerading as a hospital, why would they allow that at all?"

"Rock Lee and Lloyd Irving." Saying their names prompted her to check the door again, and noth--wait. Flora's eyes lit up. There he was! Her shoulders sagged as she breathed a sigh of relief. It was good to see him up and about. What she really wanted to do was ask him if he really was fine and give him a hug (even if she actually wouldn't, she knew he'd been hurt), so much so that she tensed and almost got up herself to do just that. She resisted the urge in the end and relaxed, promising to catch up with him, later. She hadn't forgotten where she was, and wasn't about to just ditch the other man.

"That's him. Lloyd, I mean. I'm just so happy to see him." Flora took another bite of her fruit with a calm smile. With one of her worries down, she was feeling a little hungrier all of a sudden.