Days turned into weeks, Justin was gradually improving, and upon insistence from the Doctor had started to eat again, helping his body to heal. His back, a mariad of cuts had been carefully stitched and though they would never heal properly, they had begun to scar protecting him from infections.
The young nurse entered his room smiling, when first assigned to him, the young girl had been terrified of the strong stranger, but over the weeks had grown comfortable around him and a light friendship had developed between the two. 'Good morning Justin' she chirped happily 'How are you feeling today?' she asked as she started to undo the back of his gown so that she could check his wounds as she talked.
'Hey Maria, i'm ok, how is the Luna today?' replied Justin just as he did every morning.
