Leon had been about to bring himself to his fee next to Lust when suddenly he was in his bed again. He sat up with a start, looking about as though Ashton might still be on the floor beside him, but there was no one else but his roommate.

At least he felt better. The weariness from his pitiful spell was gone, as though he'd gotten the rest he knew he hadn't, and as he moved his hand came in contact with something solid near his waste. It was the tool kit, and he was grateful that he'd gone through the effort of keeping it so close to him. He had just enough time to stash it in one of the drawers before the nurse came to get him.

Breakfast wasn't much different than it had been the previous day. Slightly different main course, but that was all. He took his pancakes plain and grabbed a glass of orange juice. Right color, but a poor substitute.

It seemed he was early, so he took his place at am empty table and kept his eyes on the door. If Ashton had still been alive when they'd been brought back to their rooms, then he was hopefully still alive now. He couldn't be completely reassured until he saw him.