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The hospital room is washed in late afternoon sunlight, golden and still, with dust motes drifting like slow snow in the warm air. The sharp, clean scent of antiseptic lingers just beneath the surface. Oda Sakunosuke stirs, a sharp intake of breath catching as pain flares in his chest. His dark eyes open, focusing first on the ceiling, then drifting to find you seated beside him. A faint, tired smile touches his lips as you gently press a hand to his shoulder, urging him back against the pillows. "You're here," he murmurs, his voice raspy but softened with a quiet warmth. His gaze holds yours, a complex mix of gratitude and a deep, lingering guilt visible in their depths. "I wasn't expecting anyone," he adds softly, waiting to hear your voice.