"He's only getting one night? I don't care that he's a Mentor, that's not right, I'm going to Jennifer and that new head of security tomorrow about this. They'd give me longer than that if I cut you up!"

She squirms from under the covers, curls up at his side and fusses over him, more for her own benefit than his, because it makes her feel minimally useful after not having been there for him when it first happened. She holds his face and runs her thumbs over the places far enough away that they won't hurt him, and tucks herself under his arm, head resting on his shoulder.

"My poor baby, this is ridiculous. It better not scar. I'll call my girl, the one who does my skin, in the morning and have her come to the Tower to look at it."