After a while, a nurse come in to announce James he's being transferred to the regular medical unit.
Feeling that he can stand, he gently refuses the help to stand up the nurse offered him.
"All good, thanks... I think I can do it."
He stands up and feels a slight stinging in his legs. But not enough to crumble.
Picks up his stuff, and follows the nurse into his new room.
He thanks her in a very formal manner, sits down before getting back up, taking a cigarette and walks over to the smoker area.
"I wonder what my guys are doing right now..."
Lights his cigarette and looks over to the hangars.
A few minutes later, a familiar person comes running all the way from hangar 5B. This is where His Nyx last was seen.
The one coming to the medical unit in a hurry is Toolbox, the mechanic and good friend of James.
"Rascal! Hey!"... pants ..."You're not dead man!!! Good!Marks a break and takes his breath "Damn... How do you guys run and breath on this ice cold planet?... Anyways! I came to you Just to see if you're alright! Ah yes, and to tell you that your bird is only waiting for you!!!
As soon as he said that, he runs off again, in the same direction he came from.
"Keep it up dude! Get well soon! I still have some job to finish!
As usual, James just winks as Toolbox runs back to the hangars.
Good ol' Toolbox... huh... Already done with my wreck.
Throws his finished cigarette into the ashtray and heads back to his room to take a rest
The Night has fallen on New Hope West.
But James is still wide awake. Counting the hours that passes. He cannot sleep, the images he has seen recently still haunt his mind.
He fears to fall asleep and that he gets to see them again.
Although Dr. Umeda told him not to overdo it, he walks to the smokers area, outside, and back inside his room, smoke after smoke.
After a while, he resigns to lay down and soon falls asleep.
