[Gregor blows into the medibay with a look of almost frightening focus in his eyes until they rest on Bel, pale but awake and reasonably okay, and his expression melts into a brief flash of naked relief before he composes himself again. When he reaches the side of Bel's hospital bed his face is concerned but calm, tightly controlled.]
Bel. [Relief is still clear in the warm rush of his voice and his fingertips press briefly to Bel's shoulder before he draws away.] I got your message--a week? How are you feeling? What happened?
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HE LOEV BEL OK
Date: 2016-01-18 02:33 am (UTC)Bel. [Relief is still clear in the warm rush of his voice and his fingertips press briefly to Bel's shoulder before he draws away.] I got your message--a week? How are you feeling? What happened?