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[key_youth_bert]

It's quiet and still in the infirmary. No sound or motion save for the breathing of the two remaining patients and the one who currently sits watching over one of them.

Given the quiet and stillness, it probably shouldn't take long for Alain to notice when Cuthbert's eyelids start flickering.

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[honest_johns]

It doesn't.

He starts a little, leaning forward.

Could just be a false waking, but -- "Bert?"

[key_youth_bert]

Nothing, for a moment. Then,

"...Nguh."

A beat, and then he tries again. "Al?"

[honest_johns]

"Yes." Smiling, now. "It's me."

A swift glance at the infirmary window. Susan's just coming into view, a mug of coffee in either hand, and he beckons to her quickly.

"Simon patched you up. Did a good job of it."

Until this moment, Alain didn't entirely believe he'd wake up.

[sai_delgado]

She'd gone by the kitchen after leading Crowley to his bunk, and so the coffee's fresh and hot.

And then it's spilled all over the corridor, as Susan sees Alain's gesture and drops both cups. She hurries into the room and to 'Bert's other side, reaching out for his hand, and oh, but the hope in her face is clear.

"Cuthbert?"