[As she does with Nodd, Rosamund waits. The time ticks by at an agonizing pace. The clock is deeply irritating, as is the electric hums of machines. Rosamund scratches at her bandages. Unwinds them and washes the tender, healing flesh beneath.
It's at that moment she catches movement from the corner of her eye.]
Yuri?!
[She almost darts over, then remembers herself. She rips the towel loose and hurriedly scrubs her hands dry before jetting direct to the girl's pod.]
WEEK 3: Sunday
It's at that moment she catches movement from the corner of her eye.]
Yuri?!
[She almost darts over, then remembers herself. She rips the towel loose and hurriedly scrubs her hands dry before jetting direct to the girl's pod.]
Yuri! Can you hear me?