Taai leaned back carefully against the bed.
"...The city's still recovering."
"The casualties weren't as bad as they could've been..."
"...but they were still casualties."
He looked toward Kai.
"You did well."
Kai immediately shook his head.
"I passed out."
"You still fought."
Taai replied.
"If you hadn't..."
"...more people would've died."
Kai remained unconvinced.
Taai simply smiled.
"We all did what we could."
Andrew suddenly mumbled again.
"...Shoot..."
"...the ugly one..."
"...reload..."
Chocomint chuckled.
"He really dreams about fighting."
Taai nodded.
"That's Andrew."
Kai finally laughed.
A genuine one.
The laughter faded.
Taai's expression became serious again.
"The city still has a long road ahead."
"Many people lost family."
"Many lost homes."
"But..."
He looked toward the window where workers could be seen hauling lumber despite the late afternoon.
"They're rebuilding."
"That's all we can do."
Kai quietly nodded.
"...Will you be alright?"
Taai laughed.
"Me?"
He lightly knocked on the bandages wrapped around his chest.
"I've survived worse."
Andrew suddenly raised one finger in his sleep.
"...Liar..."
"..."
"..."
"..."
Then started snoring again.
The room burst into laughter once more.
Even Taai couldn't hold it in.
"...He's awake."
"No."