Testing, trials, Next-Wave...Kvothe frowned to himself as his nurse escorted him back to his room, when he looked at her she was looking ahead with one of those irritating blank smiles the nurses always seemed to have and didn't seem to have heard the announcement at all. He didn't bother asking. Like Tony's whereabouts, he was certain she'd just lie to him about it. He ignored her once she'd opened the door to his room, sitting down to eat his food with little interest. It occured to him that the knife he'd been holding may have been brought back with him, like his flashlight on other nights, but he didn't want to look until he was certain that no more nurses would be entering the room and Tsukasa wasn't back yet.